First of all, I want to greet everyone a Happy Valentine's Day (belated, actually but it doesn't really make any difference). Did you have a big celebration? Well, good for you if you had. In my case, I don't really need anything of that sort. I've read this note over my Tumblr dashboard, and the light bulb suddenly clicked. It went like this:
So yesterday, if you are living in my place, was the actual date of our Valentine's Day. Mary Vic, my former roommate, just made my day by coming over. It was unplanned. She was to get this letter from a bank or something. She probably forgot to change her address on the records. :] Well, she arrived here and we talked, and talked, and talked. She said she had a night's duty. (She was a nursing student, by the way.) And she was big on cleanliness that's why everyday after school/duty, she would wash her medical uniforms lab coats. And she would iron that the next day. She's generally a good friend. She disclosed some stuff about her recent encounters, and I did some of mine.
I actually missed having her around. She used to make this room a little neat because sometimes I'm pretty lazy to do that. Effness to me! LOL! I remembered how we used to go to a dentist together. Oh elementary days! There were those dental office uniforms which looked almost exactly like the fashion seal medical scrubs you see on the Internet. Anyway, Mary Vic paid for my lunch which saved me a couple bucks. :]] LOL! The talking never ceased while we were eating. It just did when I arrived in Ayala because we had to separate ways.
Since it was Valentine's day, couples, flowers, cakes, and balloons were everywhere... like literally. It seemed like I was the only one walking alone. Sucks! It would be better if Eugene was also there. But hey, no worries. I felt so independent, which I think was a pretty good thing. I ordered some stuff over Watson's. I just thought I needed those for myself. Needed or wanted, no biggie. I went home immediately after. I can't stand the "things" I saw. ROFL! Bitter much?... Hell no!
I hate Valentine's Day. It's not even a real holiday. It's just an excuse for guys to treat their girlfriends like princesses which is b$&lsh*t because that's the way it should be every day of the year.GIRLS, don't you agree? :] It may sound bitter but at least it made sense. The making up for whatever time part totally got me.
So yesterday, if you are living in my place, was the actual date of our Valentine's Day. Mary Vic, my former roommate, just made my day by coming over. It was unplanned. She was to get this letter from a bank or something. She probably forgot to change her address on the records. :] Well, she arrived here and we talked, and talked, and talked. She said she had a night's duty. (She was a nursing student, by the way.) And she was big on cleanliness that's why everyday after school/duty, she would wash her medical uniforms lab coats. And she would iron that the next day. She's generally a good friend. She disclosed some stuff about her recent encounters, and I did some of mine.
I actually missed having her around. She used to make this room a little neat because sometimes I'm pretty lazy to do that. Effness to me! LOL! I remembered how we used to go to a dentist together. Oh elementary days! There were those dental office uniforms which looked almost exactly like the fashion seal medical scrubs you see on the Internet. Anyway, Mary Vic paid for my lunch which saved me a couple bucks. :]] LOL! The talking never ceased while we were eating. It just did when I arrived in Ayala because we had to separate ways.
Since it was Valentine's day, couples, flowers, cakes, and balloons were everywhere... like literally. It seemed like I was the only one walking alone. Sucks! It would be better if Eugene was also there. But hey, no worries. I felt so independent, which I think was a pretty good thing. I ordered some stuff over Watson's. I just thought I needed those for myself. Needed or wanted, no biggie. I went home immediately after. I can't stand the "things" I saw. ROFL! Bitter much?... Hell no!
