Will you be my Valentine?

5:31a.m. PROPOSAL
The day started with an e-mail ...
Time: Anytime
Attire: Just bring lots of love (casual =p)

From,
the one who truly wants to be your valentine

Attaching a photo...


1:25p.m. FLOWER EXCHANGING

Coming along was a bouquet of roses, which was surely overpriced, but yet "sweet" in the office...
(Sorry, I am just one among the type, which cannot delay the celebration. Though the flowers are cutting Mr Donkoi's throat, I still wish he will buy me at least one stalk of rose during Valentine's Day. Obviously, I got way more than expectation. When Mr Donkoi performed exceed expectation, I love him A++:ly loh~**)

I got Mr Donkoi a Hydrangea pot three days earlier and kept it in the office. Suddenly, I'm fond of my cubicle size.


8:29p.m. Beach dinner

Chef Donkoi cooked spaghetti and picked a bottle of red wine. Then, we joined in the restaurant-goer crowd on the road. It took us about one hour forty minutes to reach a beach, where no local bully was trying to request fees from us. There was a beautiful restaurant right above the place Mr Donkoi and I doing the night picnic. The boyfriends, who were paying the bill for the fine dining in the restaurant up there, would definitely repeat what Mr Donkoi did next year. Hiak-hiak!

Extra nice ambiance with no rushing plates being served on the table. We ate at our own pace while enjoying the comforting breeze and the natural harmonic of sea waves. Besides, Donkoi had Coffee Prince soundtrack on his N73. We replayed the songs throughout the night, filling every particles around us with romantic momentum.

After the dinner, we took our valuable things to walk along the coastline, relaxing through the massage of the incoming waves. Many couples were holding hands while strolling as well. The usually lonely beach seemed extra lovely and seraphic on Valentine's Day.