helium

Valentine's Day suck balls.

Restaurants come up with fancy named super marked-up menus, nevermind, we all know already. Florists come up with fancy named super marked-up bouquets, hoho, flowers are necessities, can accept. But I conclude that V-Day suck balls because I was asking a balloon/bouquet store the price for filling up my balloons with helium for someone's graduation tomorrow, and guess how much the bitch quoted? THREE bucks each. Like hell I'm gonna pay THREE bucks for air. I am supplying the balloons. I even have the shiny twirly loops to hold the balloons together. And all of those cost less than the helium. Fuck, they're selling helium balloons twisted into the shape of your choice at two bucks in pasar malams.

I was so angry.

Then I proceeded to clean up my room and toilet and bath. And saw my present tucked into a corner which I don't even breathe in the entire year. Hoho. My surprise V-Day pressie. Blame it on the damn helium, blame it on its laziness to keep it at home... but KC's cover is so blown.

It's a Seiko watch. I think. I hope. From the silver box with Seiko printed up front.

Valentine's Day isn't so bad after all. Hahahahahaha.