No I can't.

In fact, I dont wish to ever resist it.

Unless its so small that my boogie is bigger than it is.

Or if it comes from a pasar malam.

Or if you pry it off your baby sister's prized possession of her "Disney Princess" dress-up set.

On top of that, it is my birthstone. Nobody's supposed to dislike their birthstones. After all, its meant to bring us luck and stuff.

So if you should ever find yourself at a dead end, picking your brains apart trying to figure what to get me, just give me diamonds.

In an almost 100% percent case, you'll make my list of top 10 favourite people on Earth.

In spirits of the cheesy Valentine's Day, Happy Valentine's Day! May you have a fulfilling time wasting your money on overpriced-soon-to-die flowers and exxagerated-flavours-and-very-often-veryveryvery expensive chocolates and rushing for a crucially-costly-candlelit dinner at some popular waterhole which every tom, dick and harry will bring their gfs/wives/mistresses/flings to anyway.

I shall try to swim through all the thick cheese flowing around and enjoy my steamboat with roomie in the meantime.

p.s: doesnt mean that when you have a bf, you are bound to celebrate with him you know.

p.s.s: which leads to the point that sometimes, being unromantic will afford you friends' time you know.

p.s.s.: which may, or may not, lead to others feeling for you and pampering you!

2:50 PM