Happy Valentine's Day people!
Except for you Malaysian Muslim readers. I don't want to be held responsible for inviting you to join us Christian's, sinful ways and tradition. But still, a whole lot of love to you!
Ok, so you usually, I'd be all cynical about Valentine's Day. It's overrated, a waste of money yada yada yada.
You know those kids who hate Christmas not because they are spawns of the devil, but rather, they never got any presents? Every year, they dread Christmas. Because every tiny of hope of receiving a present is crushed when they see nothing's in the stocking.
Yeah, I was like those kids. When it comes to Valentine's Day.
See I'm in a long distance relationship. So when your boyfriend is not around, the only thing next to being less pathetic than wallowing in your room purging on Air Supply, is to go out on a Single Ladies Night Out, or better known as Yeah-I-Guess-Hanging-Out-With-My-Girlfriends-Is-Less-Sad-Than-Stuffing-Myself-with-Chocolates-That-I-Pretend-He-Bought-For-Me Night Out.
But of course, I held no grudge against The Boyfriend as we were seas apart (just a sea actually) and for the past six years, there was never a holiday where both of us were back home. Yeah we'd celebrate a pre and post Vday and gave each other stuff, but it didn't seem that special when it is not on that stupid date. Which to think so is equally stupid too.
Plus, I have long accepted that he is not the most romantic guy on earth. Not the type who'd serenade for you, write poems, publically displaying his affection or give you pleasant surprises on a daily basis. Just your average Joe. Which I'd take any day.
So when I bumped into a guy in school carrying this:
...and looking for a certain Miss Amanda, I was flabbergasted. For real?! Just like in those fucking movies?!
And really flustered as I walked past teachers who gave cheeky smiles and oohs and ah. It was even embarrasing to open the card that was stucked in the bouquet.
'Coz it's the type of card that plays that annoying high-pitched tune when you open it.
So now you figured out that this is actually a brag post. You might wanna tell me to shove my flowers and cheesy card up my ass, especially if you had the worst Valentine's Day ever.
But pray my friend, as sad as it is going to sound, I never received these cheesy, unreasonably priced gifts for Valentine's before! Hence the need to shout it out the whole world. Now you can go wonder in the little corner of your head on whether I was really an ugly teenager growing up.
I was a Valentine's Day celebration virgin. And yesterday, I broke it. Even if he's miles away.
Only after 25 years (wadafak), I am able to comprehend what the big fuss Vday is about.
Despite all those cheesy cards, ridiculously priced flowers and off the wall booking dinner reservations, it's just simply about love.
Now, who'd like to join me for some orgies, disco and dating in secluded areas?