This is easily the most depressing Valentine’s day ever.
Oh boo-hoo, not another “forever alone” self-pity Valentines post, you’re probably thinking. It’s not that. I’m used to being single every Valentines because I’ve been single every single Valentine’s day of my life (that’s 30 Valentines days, in case you were wondering) but despite that, I did enjoy them, because I always celebrate it with my friends. What made this one sad is a combination of the weather and a tragic loss and work stress.
First – the weather. It has been raining really hard the entire day and there is just something about rain that dampens my mood (whoops – pun not intended). It didn’t started out that way, though. I was actually glad when I woke up to the rain (though I initially thought it was still dawn because it was so dark outside) because it gave me an excuse to wear boots. Boots happen to be my most favorite shoes ever and in humid Singapore, I can’t wear it all the time, so I enjoy the moments when I can.
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| Leopard print stockings – New Look; Ankle boots – Bata |
I could not, for the life of me, remember where I kept all my folding umbrellas (I have three), so I was forced to bring my yellow non-folding one, the one that I bought in Taiwan because it reminded me of How I Met Your Mother. I was worried that I would leave it somewhere and that’s exactly what I did – I left it on the bus. Grrr. Oh well. I hope Ted Mosby found it and returns it to my apartment someday. Haha.
On the way to work, I suddenly thought of inviting my office friends on a “Valentine’s lunch date.” Because it was so last minute, most of them couldn’t make it and it ended up just being me, Mildred and Maya. We didn’t want to spend too much but we didn’t want to have a hard time looking for a table in the usually crowded food court either, so Maya suggested this Japanese place called Wadori which Dred and I didn’t know about. It was tucked in front of Watsons in Basement 1 of Changi Citipoint. The food was very affordable and delicious – barbeque bento meals, mostly. So there went my so-called Lenten carbs sacrifice. Well at least I managed to stick to it for one entire day! XD
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| My Valentine’s Dates |
It was incredibly cold in the office because of the rain, and this affected my mood and my brain such that I slogged through my work load (but still keeping all my SLA’s, somehow). At around 4 or 5 pm, I was just going through my second fund when I suddenly got a call from the pantry. It was one of my friends asking me if I was busy and if I could meet her in the pantry. This was an unusual request coming from her so I immediately acquiesced without even asking why. When I got there, she told me that her sister, who was terminally ill with cancer, had just died, and she didn’t know who else to talk to about it; she hadn’t even informed her husband yet. We both cried as we digested this news. She was shaking so bad that she couldn’t even drink her glass of water. After she had calmed down a bit, I went to talk to her manager about the news so she could go home.
When I got back to my desk, it took me a while to finish my work. All my friends went home ahead of me and none of my bosses thought about ordering dinner. So I was stressed and hungry and depressed and by the time I finally finished my last fund at past 9pm, I couldn’t wait to crawl into bed and hibernate. But when I got downstairs, I discovered that the rain was still falling as hard as ever and I had no umbrella, remember? So I was stuck. Waaahhh. I was freaking out so badly at that point that I actually considered walking to the MRT in the rain; I was using my Longchamp tote bag which happens to be waterproof, so I can protect my valuables. Luckily, I managed to book a cab so I didn’t have to do something that desperate. Also luckily, my former boss showed up while I was waiting for my cab and she asked if she could share my cab and she had a cab charge so I didn’t have to pay for my fare. Unluckily, our topic in the cab was about my friend’s sister’s death which led to a discussion about all other unlucky stuff that happened to our colleagues – miscarriages, cyst operations, relatives dying of cancer, etc. When she left the cab, she left all those morbid thoughts behind for me to reflect on and I grew increasingly more despondent in the darkness.
But now I’ve had pizza and chocolate milk and I can go to sleep so I feel a bit better. Hopefully, the sun will come out tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there’ll be sun and all that.
Good night and I hope I haven’t ruined your Valentines Day as well.
Yours sincerely,
The Vrinch (Valentine’s Grinch, if there’s such a thing)
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