Saturday, August 20, 2011
Good morning, Love!
8 o'clock of the night before our anniversary, I received a message from an officemate asking a favor: She needed help in our tax computation due the next day. If I were willing to help, I should be in the office by 7am. I understood the urgency of the text, so I assured her I'll be there.
Come 7:30am the following day, I was rushing to get to the office, since I was already late by half an hour. Blame the Monday traffic. I skipped my coffee routine, walked double time and struggled in carrying my ripped paper bag.
And then I saw this:

Using work to make me come to office earlier was his sureshot idea to invite me to a breakfast date. (He knows me well. = Alam nya martyr ako.)
Lookie! I asked the boyfriend to give me any book. Even a book I had read before. I just wanted to find out what he would pick. Surprisingly, he picked this! A children's book about the simplest and truest definitions of love. It was the sweetest thing! Deserving of a separate entry, definitely.
To formally celebrate our anniversary, we had dinner at Apartment 1B. I diligently researched for a not-so-far from the office restaurant, aside from those in Greenbelt and Ayala Triangle. A few clicks lead me to a review that raved about Apartment 1B. I decided to rely on it and the restaurant did not disappoint!


White Toblerone Cheesecake! Another must-try!

Remember the ripped paper bag I mentioned I was carrying? THAT was the paper bag. It was full of staple wires when I gave it to him. He made fun of it, of course, and said it was So ME. haha!

I have nothing else to write. I am one happy little ninja.
8 years and you still make my heart do cartwheels. :)))))
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