La Vie En Rose.

When you press me to your heart,
I'm in a world apart.
A world where roses bloom.

And when you speak,
angels fly from above.
Everyday words seem to turn
into love songs.

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I spent most of Valentine’s yesterday at school, from eleven in the morning to half past eight at night working on a campaign against child sex tourism. It’s been extremely fulfilling despite the long hours and I’ve missed the intense exhilaration of doing something you really love and wanting to see something done perfectly, best to your team’s capacity. Reminded me of the halcyon debate days- long hours into the night past school hours preparing for a motion, drafting, practicing, taking short team breaks and having a good laugh about almost everything and anything amidst the work stress and deadlines.

So the exhibition’s up and running at the different libraries in school- go sign your names in the little book to petition against child sex tourism NOW! (: your little effort will go a long way in helping to combat child sex tourism in south east asia!

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I was extremely gleeful and cheery the whole of yesterday- I really did feel the Love in campus- was talking to various couples in law school over msn at lectures, and it was sweet just listening to people talk about their v-day plans and gifts that they prepared. My best friend in law school was also especially zany yesterday and that really perked me up- coffee high, he says. Of course, there were the typical booths selling roses and cookies along corridors that reminded me of college- which made me smile, the sms wishes through the day and a bumbling surprise plan for the night ahead that kept me well stocked for the festive cheer and glow. (:

I headed down town to prepare for the surprise after school, but was pleasantly surprised when I got home instead- my dad bought me a pretty pink rose! For the first time! that made me a very, very happy girl. My really sweet neighbour also twisted me a balloon- and so I got another flower, with a really sweet note attached to it. (:

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A million roses bloomed in my heart when I saw you smile as you tore open each gift and laughed after reading the notes attached. Knackered as I am right now, the memory of a perfect night stirs such warmth I can’t help but smile as I replay the events that will soon fade into yet another distant yesteryear diary entry. If only our hearts had such a capacity to keep these tender moments in a little television box; to press the rewind button at will, and be transported to that exact moment in time where fanciful fairies wave their little wands and the magic in every diamond star enraptures you once more.

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My only regret yesterday was not being able to have dinner with eunice. Must catch up soon darling. (:

And one last shout out- Happy 21st Cherie Toh! (: