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Valentine’s Daze

Oh no, it’s Valentine’s Day! I’m going to be so sad this Valentine’s Day because my boyfriend is not in the same country as I am, so how am I going to be seen sitting prettily in a pomsy restaurant, at the rows of tables (scattered with rose petals, mind you!) in a uniform manner, together with other [human] couples, waiting to be served the “Specially Designed, Valentine’s Romantic Meal”? *

Does this mean I won’t be able to strut my Valentine’s gifts to other girls on the street?
Does this mean I would be deemed as some pathetic, sad git no one loves?

Oh no, this is going to be a disaster!

Oh no no no, I CANNOT spend Valentine’s Day without these highly in-demand, love-symbolising things:
  1. Red roses – that cannot be grown in hot weather, but have to be flown in from thousands of miles away, creating tonnes of carbon emission – that are the symbol of luuuurve. And don’t forget the use of pesticides.
  2. Chocolates – those individually packed in silver or gold foils, placed in a plastic tray, then into a heart-shaped red velvet box, filled with colourful confetti, sealed with transparent cover, and then wrapped in red transparent wrapper, decorated with pink ribbons – which taste I don’t even like.
  3. Jewellery – those heart-shaped diamante necklaces, or bracelets, or diamond ring – which have brought misery to the people in many countries with diamond mines.
  4. Valentine's Card - that definitely has to be sent to me before or on the day, preferably with very touchy lovey-dovey writing done by very popular and famous card manufacturer, that would go in the bin the day after - which I totally cannot see the point!
How sweet. How SPECIAL.

But I got something better. A Care2 E-card from D awaits me in my email inbox, and a phone call from 6000 miles away.

* That is what I saw when I passed by a restaurant this evening. This is only one of the many restaurants in Singapore.

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