St. Valentine's Day

I happened to read her diary blog as I like to read other people's blog sometimes by
using links on blog that I've already known. I kept her blog because she writes in English most of the time and her English is quite good.


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Survey by Ruth Tam on 15 Feb 06

My colleague told us that he didn't send his wife flowers yesterday. In past years, his wife always said he didn't need to send her flowers but he always did. This year, his wife said 3 times. So, he thought she was serious and didn't send her flowers yesterday.I said his wife said 3 times because she was afraid he forgot. Another young female colleague agreed with my thinking. Then, he checked with a male colleague and he said sending flowers to his wife was something understood. My colleague said he should do this survey earlier.I said: "If your wife asked you not to send her flowers, you can do it provided you send her diamond." Then he said: "I would rather send flowers then."Then I told him, my opinion shouldn't count because my husband never send me flowers, not even when we first met. He knows me. I want something I can use everyday so that I always remember I am loved.
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I think I'm like her... I want to know that I'm loved every moment, indeed. I've been lucky enough to receive care from other people, but I would still like to receive flowers and diamonds at times. Well... because women has to receive these two things at least once in a life time, right?

This year, I've received 3 invitations and 1 message on Feb 14. However, I received no flower and diamond. I rejected 2 invitations because I know what I'm doing and what I should not be doing. I'm glad to receive the message. I know he is very busy at the moment, but I would like to hear something from him. "Am I expecting you of what you are not?" A question Ella asked me to ask myself. I think my life is such a mess. I need some time to accomodate myself properly. Sometimes, I don't know what I want. It's nothing to do with V day, but it makes the problem more obvious perhaps.

I don't know what I'm saying. I told you to read my update, but I didn't mean to tell you all these by blogger. It just happened. Don't blame yourself. I'm just nagging.