I looked at the date on my calendar, it reads 14th February 2010 beside it was the words Chinese New Year. I sigh to myself and resign to the fate that there's no way on earth I'm going to be able to get myself out of going out with the man of my dreams to celebrate the day of lovers. Why, oh why did V-Day have to fall on the first day of CNY???
It was always a rule in the family that during the first day of CNY we are not to go out as we busied around the house getting ready for the visit from throngs of relatives and mindless gambling. And the relatives, they do arrive of course. Families after families... Same old questions, smiling til the sides of my jaws ache. Now don't tell me about the joy of receiving red packets. After a certain age, you kinda feel pai seh to even take the red packet because that would just mean you're still not married.
This year is even worse. Previous years I managed to somewhat hide behind my eldest cousin as he still haven't tied the knot with his girlfriend so the spotlight was off me. However, he got married end of 2009 and so now the eldest unwed person of my generation falls to me.
As I sit resigned to my fate the doorbell rang again. With a heavy heart I went to get the door. Most likely another set of relatives to further torment me with the same questions all over again.
My, was I surprised to see him standing there.
Looking absolutely gorgeous in his leather outfit was none other than Patrick Dempsey, standing at my door holding a bouquet of my favorite roses.
Champagne coloured roses. He knows I have no patience for the conventional red rose. Velvety smooth in texture but lacks in fragrance. Yes, champagne roses were my all time favourite next to lilies of the valley...
I smiled a sad smile and told him the predicament I was in. He just smiled and nodded his head and went to have a word with my mother. No idea how he managed to persuade her but my mom said yes and after a change of clothes we were off to our destination.
Nothing fancy. As always the restaurants and places were always overpriced and took advantage of Valentine's Day so we decided to go off the beaten track.

The plan was to hike up Bukit Tabur to watch the sunset. Overlooking the Klang river dam and KL skyline it was breathtaking. Literally.
No worries of slipping or falling. And it's OK that he's seeing me all dripping with sweat. We're pass all evasiveness anyway.
He of course looks dashing no matter what.
After we've finished the short climb (usually takes about 3-4hours), we'd adjourn for a simple dinner and back to his place (naturally as I still live with my mother) where he proceeds to rub away all the aches and pains from the hike to end the day on a blissful note.
P.P.S. To baby, I still love you and you only OK... so please don't emo me for this post. I really want them tickets and exclusive items.




