wasnt a complete disaster anyway.. :D

That's days flew by as one of my favorite days - valentines day - inched closer and closer to my master plan. I wanted to surprise my angel by going on a date. Unfortunately, I got terribly ill a few days before the 14th. I was crushed, but I didn't give up. I rested and did everything I could to get well.
When Monday came, my fever dissolved into a mild dizziness but I was already able to move, well move enough to get to UP Manila. I changed my plan into just visiting her with some flowers and meeting my mom afterwards so she could drive me to my appartment. I did this so tho I could pass my illness to her. I mean the strain of flu that I caught was really bad, and I didn't want her to catch it.
My mom couldn't give me my savings, so I ended up with a pocket with 300 cash. XD
When I looked for flowers, they were seriously overpriced. The price of roses rose tenfold. I just decided to by some on the way there, because I foolishly thought I would be able come across some. I was completely and utterly wrong when I got to the LRT without any flowers in hand. I didn't give up though. I made and instant poem while inside the LRT and decided to buy a rose in the mall. (It's amazing how inspiring it is to be in love)
The poem went like...

I give this to my angel, my angel so dear
So lovely, so kind, and incredibly sincere
I give this to my angel, that smiles a contagious smile
That when I'm with her, makes my life worthwhile
I give this to my angel, my angel so sweet
To whom I offer my heart which she may forever keep
I give to my angel, I nothing else to say
I give this to my angel for it is Valentines Day.

I rushed to the mall to buy flowers. They were even more overpriced there T_T. Running out of time, I rushed to Blue Magic and bought a combination of things, had them wrapped and texted Rechelle to meet me. When we met halfway from her dormitory to the mall. When I saw her, I knelt and held out my simple gift. The random people around us were had two modes of action, be obnoxiously supportive or just pretend we weren't there. I recited my poem and forgot to say two lines. But I was completely happy though.
I saw her smile, and everything felt worth it - the sleep deprivation, the running around, the aches in my body, the feeling of my disease recurring. Her smile blew me away, all I wanted was for her to be happy on Valentines Day, I was glad that it all worked out.

-Letter In a Lighter