Tuesday, February 14, 2006

14 Feb 2006

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Imagine this:

Girl, 25, dressed in shabby KR sports singlet and ex-bf's baggy home shorts (don't ask why! they're just purely functional!) dragging a recycle bag full of old shoes and shoe boxes. Her hair bunned up in the most unglamourous fashion. Sweating. Patiently waiting for lift on the seventh storey.

Pretty boy and beautiful girl comes up behind Girl. From the lift door's reflection, they seem well dressed. Going out for a late date perhaps. Boy, dressed smartly in brown suede jacket, and donning skillfully gel hair, is holding a small, but lovely bouquet of pink roses. Beautiful girl dons a black overall with a forest green mini woolen jacket. She leans close to pretty boy. They giggle.

Lift arrives. Girl drags her garbage into the elevator.
They enter lift.

She has beautiful mascara on her long lashes. He looks at her with a smile.

Girl dumps her unwanted loot by the lobby trash can, gives a rub to her hands and runs back to the closing lift.
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That was my V day.

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