Flowers Anyone?
Before you go asking about my recent FB stats lately, let me say that my boyfriend and I are not breaking up. We just both dislike the fact that everyone’s scampering around trying to get the same presents (flowers, dinner dates, chocolates, bears, what have you) to their significant others. To us, V-day is everyday. We’re so cool like that yeah?
I told him before I don’t want to receive flowers/chocolates/bears on V-day (read: I totally wanna receive those!) Hey I’m still a girl at heart. But commercial expenses are not necessary. Apparently he wanted to sneak in my house and decorate the place with cutout hearts. Luckily the plan didn’t push through or else I’d be having a busy day cleaning up the house again. But yeah, the thought was cute.
I got a ring on my doorbell and I thought it was my boyfriend magically back from his supposed work-related trip to Baguio. But it was a scary looking delivery guy with flowers. I was prepared to text my boyfriend to reprimand him about flower and delivery expenses when I noticed it came from Zamboanga.
Apparently, my parents sent me flowers. Awwwwww…
Forget the fact that my inner Comm-major is twitching at the moment but handwritten notes are so sweet. I love my parents! I bet this idea is from my stepdad. He’s senti like that. <3 That’s one of the reasons why we click!
Yes, yes. I’m still their baby. It makes growing up hard. When the world expects you to dress your age, my parents are just too happy seeing me in loli/mori outfits. Once, when I wore animal print leggings, their faces went rage.jpg
I love them all the same. Happy Valentines!
P.S. Do watch out for a giveaway soon :) I’ve been winning monthly random giveaways online. I feel I must return the good karma, hehe
As of March 15 2012 