Candies n chocs in a jar

Happy Valentines!!

Mm…Valentines…today’s the V-day….and of course, it falls as usual on the 14th of Feb. Should I say its a season filled with lots of love and a time to indulge in a love affair? Well, up to this age, I must confess that I don’t have any particular idea of how this annual lovey thing came about, nor did I google on St. Valentines. Today, it would be my first Valentines’ since I got attached to that someone (hehe, a little embarrassed). Before that, Valentines’ had always been part of my wishing list….you know it, as usual, girls always dream of  her Mr. Romantic having prepared up something special (the romantic tricks must be put to good use!!) enough to melt her and sets enough memories to last for decades to come (okay, that’s a little exaggerated). Okay, I still have it on my list, thanks to the influence of Korean dramas n cute love bites from ‘we got married’….

Now, back from the fairytale-syndrome-like part…is my part of the story. As you would have guessed it right, I’m in a single space of my own, still sort of ‘trapped’ in the campus. Perhaps making the decision to stay was a wrong one, I could hardly function without people around, and my plans were not even going on schedule. Okay, you can put the blame on my weak attempt not to watch ‘We got married’. But God!! They were too cute and nice…aww….I was totally envious of Shin Ae (Alex is way perfect!!> there were any messages for me. So I(jumped over the drain) looked back at him and tried some small talk before he left, like “you’re not working today?” and erm…”thank you”. Couldn’t have continued much, I was gonna ask him bout his valentines’ when…ehem, remembered he just broke up with his girl not long ago.(I know it’s getting long, but I did mention it is going to be a story right? )

After the goodbyes, I looked at the bouquet. Man, I was sooo happy I think I looked really foolish smiling and talking to the teddy bears and the roses. I counted, there were nine of them; what does is represent? What’s the secret message of the flowers? God, they were really nice. I was over the moon early in the morning. I couldn’t take it off my sight, and were cuddling them for almost half an hour, posing it for ‘photo shots’. I was thinking I won’t be able to study again today just by playing with the flowers.(anticipating another day gone T-T~~) This wasn’t supposed to be since I don’t have a date…mm..

The afternoon was spent making a valentines’ slide show for him. I don’t know why but my lappy just seem to be trying on holding back my work. It was totally showing me the grandpa kind of tantrums, lagging now and then, not showing all the internet windows, not opening medias till after 5 minutes…after hours, I managed to put all my words in the slide shows, and yes, I forgot the word effects won’t go playing on the phone. Phuh, after much attempt, I gave up and sent it to my baby anyway.

Basically my first Valentines’ passed off really quickly, it’s hardly 2 hours to 15th Feb. 2009 now, the day after my first Valentines’. After cancelling plans to see my busy-working-1st career bf, I thought it would be just another ordinary day for me. But it turned out that apart from the normal no-people-can’t function thingy, I was quite overwhelmed. I would have expected a posted present but totally not flowers!! It was my first time receiving such a big bouquet, and it was his first time sending it too. ^^ It was heart-warming, and I truly felt the effort he took to make me melt. Although we couldn’t spend the day together, his heart has travelled miles to send his love to me. It’s a kind of feeling I can’t explain. As in my MMS to him, “you know you are in love when you can’t put it in words…” As I turn too see the roses, I still have my smile on. And as for the roses, they’re still laughing at my foolish face.-The End-

Somewhat and somehow, I just need to give myself a push to do things…I’ve just appointed myself as God of Procrastination (mind you, it starts with a capital letter ‘P’ to emphasize on the ’seriousness’), this blog has been laid barren for months while stories continue to linger in my mind. I would really love to write and share my liberation of thoughts but every time, it just gets tucked away in the overflowing pile of stories I once had passion to turn into lines for my blog. It seems that the dose of caffeine has successfully drugged me off the zombie-syndrome of yesterday and the day before. And it so happens that I was fated to sit here and type on my ’still-quite fresh-in-mind’ history of yesterday.

And so, I stood there by the kitchen basin, my legs aching terribly. I had been there for the past 15 minutes or so, with multiple changes in my body position to seek relief from the long process. Due to lack of sleep the day before (another result of procrastination) , every movement was a slow product of zombie-like limbs. At last, I couldn’t stand it anymore; I gradually carried the two basins and moved my territory to the dining area. Aah….>

Earlier on, mum had summoned me to wash a basin full of spinach for dinner. I can still recall her warning of aphids in the veggies….it was supposed to be some kind of “training” for me, and well, “lets see how you deal with them” was mum’s final command. Unwilling to give up on mum’s assumption of my ‘domestic talents’, I hastily said “Okay!~~we’ll see”. My heart added another protest, “as if I’ve never washed any veggies before…”,it blurted. There I was, as drowsy as I could be, almost dozing off every minute. The beginning of the process was easy; I just plucked every leaf away from its stem and “wala” it went into an empty basin. That was until I zoomed in with my naked eyes that….darn!!the aphids are so small!!!!!! Those tiny white insects that inhibited my spinach had to be basically magnified more than 3 times for identification! God, the next thing I did was to turnover every green I see for signs of colonization from foreign objects. The pile of leaves, stems and what not categorized ‘to head for the bin’ was building a bukit.

It was already ten past noon, and the basin of ‘processed’ vege was barely half filled. Darn it!!,did mum accidentally buy those plants filled with tiny ETs or were all leafy veggies like that??!!”. My heart was crying, and my eyes were filled with sleepy tears. Mum’s voice was heard coming down the stairs. What? She’s already done showering? God, I need to double, no, triple the speed! I was examining leaf by leaf, turning if from front to back the plant was almost stuck near my eyes. Then, mum appeared and let out with a glee, “Oh my God, is that necessary to see THAT closely?” “Mum!!!You don’t know!!It’s full of aphids!! And they’re so small!!” “Look at how much I’ve thrown out!!….There are more at the back!!” Mum just smiled and left for other household chores. Sobz T-T, time is tick-tick-ticking away and there’s still half a basin of those, those…..SPINACH!!” Although I’m a supporter that cooking skills is a must for human’s survival, I had neglected the buying, selecting and most of all WASHing!!Finally, mum admitted that “Owh, if I knew there were so many aphids I wouldn’t have bought the pointed leaf spinach.”….”and, girl, I forgot to tell you that these (pointing to the some of the supposedly barred pile) can be ‘saved’ and not thrown” Now, God! I’ve already spent a dread long precious hour here, no, I’m not gonna save em’..T-T, sorry for the wastage….I mean, it’s not a lot….(fingers crossed,sweating..).

It was twelve forty when I finally completed the duel with those leaves, and stems and unwanted ETs. Sigh….the experience left me feeling a little ‘undomestic’ since cooking and cleaning wasn’t much of a trouble to me. And I vow, from the lesson learned-never to buy super leafy vegetables that are most likely to be manifested by lively aphids who are more than happy to stay at their new found homes despite long travels (you know the journey of veggies, I suppose? From off ground to lorries, to middlemen, etc?). Advice- buy veggies that require few washings and non-troublesome steps for cooking such as carrots, siu pak choy,ladies fingers , long beans and brinjal. And to all housewives and also women who are to go though transformation from ladies to wives, good luck in your process to the domestic household!!^^