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that girl in blue dress, waiting impatiently for her bus...
that guy in Checkered shirt, shaking his right leg nervously at the counter of the florist shop, hoping that there're still roses in stock for his last minute plans...
that group of guys, ogling at the lady who's dressed skimpily, hoping to seduce her date.
that afew guys, standing at the corner, smoking, probably grumbling it's failed attempts and reminiscing their own past.
that group of girls, sitting at mac, appeared to be studying, yet day dreaming about prince charming.

that's valentine's day in singapore.
the singapore flyer's probably full.
so is astons, swensons and the likes of many other 'you-know-it-you-name-it' restaurant.
so is probably town.
not forgetting the cinemas.

it's just that limited templates that would make this day just alittle special. like the icing on the cake.

but i didn't followed the herd thou.
no dodging couples, no waiting for my gf to q for the toilet while i waited, refreshing twitter as if hoping for smth to happen.
just a simple day back at my place.

couples holding hands, people running to catch the bus.
girls holding onto her bouquet, smiling to herself

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my date wasn't beautiful.
it was amazing either. we simply spend it like any other day.
just a night at my place, movies, subway, and top it up with brownies and ice cream.
little guilty pleasures that sweeten our night. yet it's simplicity at it's best.

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beautiful musiq



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P.S. did i mention that i'm a closet fan for bossa nova?