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It's a cold February night. People are bustling
through the streets, either pulling up their coat
collars or wrapping scarves around their necks,
trying to stay warm. It's so cold today. I'm standing
at my window, looking at the people moving like
little dots. Standing in a heated room, I'm beginning
to pity those people. Why don't they go home? Do
they plan on wandering until morning?
"Almost time to go home! My boyfriend must
be going crazy." One of the nurses breathe
a sign of relief.
"Still needs to work overtime on Valentine's
Day. It's so unfair!"
"You are fortunate." Another nurse says.
"Some people don't have anyone waiting for
"You mean Dr. Shu?" Like Sherlock Holmes,
my ears perk up when I hear my name.
"Do you remember how she lost control on this
day last year?"
"Of course I do." A nurse shudders.
"I've never seen Dr. Shu like that. Crying
and yelling, like she was crazy." They are
talking about how I was last year. They are correct.
I was out of control, like they said.
"You can't blame Dr. Shu. If my boyfriend died
in front of my eyes, I would probably go crazy as
"Keep it down. She hasn't left work yet. She
might hear you." The two nurses are too late.
I heard the entire conversation through the canvas
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"Dr. Shu, what are you doing standing here?"
Just as I was deciding whether or not to reveal
myself, another nurse exposed me. I awkwardly step
out. The 2 nurses who discussed me start to blush.
Their faces became redder than the bow on the box
of Valentine's Day chocolates.
"I'm waiting to go home." I pretend that
I didn't hear anything.
"Dr. Shu, you must have gotten too involved
in your work. It's already past time to go home.
See you tomorrow. Happy Valentine's Day!" She
"Happy Valentine's Day." I wave back and
watch the 2 nurses hurry away. That's fine. I was
ready to go home anyway. Even though no lover is
waiting for me, at least there's a lazy cat waiting
for me to feed.
After I reached home, the first thing I did was
to feed the cat. I forgot when I first had the cat.
Probably since last year's Valentine's Day. At that
time, I was like an abandoned cat, with eyes filled
with despair. Cats don't cry, I do. That's the only
"Better drink all the milk or I'll skin you."
I threatened the cat. Her name is Christine, my
least favorite English name. I don't know why I
named the cat Christine. Christine meowed once to
let me know she heard me, but her eyes are complaining
about the severity of my tone. Her eyes remind me
of someone I used to know, standing in front of
me with eyes full of rebellion.
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A year ago today, I had lunch with my boyfriend
and took the opportunity to complain to him.
"Today is Valentine's Day. Why didn't you give
me any flowers?"He raised his eyebrow.
"Why should I give you flowers? You are not
"Then... you should at least give me a card!"
I pouted my lips, hurt by his tone.
"I know, I know. After lunch, I'll send you
an e-card." E-card. That sounds so impersonal,
but that's the way he is.
"You have to e-mail it to me. I'll be waiting."
I smiled excitedly and planned to sneak home after
lunch to check my e-mail. Even though he wouldn't
use any romantic words, I still looked forward to
"I can't stand you women. Why do you make such
a big deal out of Valentine's Day??" He grumbled
while eating his food. His comment induced me to
argue with him again.
"You are not romantic at all!! Don't you watch
any Japanese drama?"
"Japanese drama? I only watch Discovery Channel."
"Your life is so boring!" I made a face
"One recent drama was really good. You should
have watched it."
"What's that drama called?" He didn't
believe in the love portrayed in TV and movies.
He always thought they were lies.
"It's called 'Story of A Century'." I
"What kind of trashy plot did it have?"
"What do you mean trash?? Show some respect!"
I was so angry.
"That drama was very touching, and the theme
song was beautiful as well. It's called 'Only Love',
performed by Nana Mouskouri." I wonder if he
knew who Nana was.
"Nana, I know her. A Greek singer with really
"Her voice is worth it." Even though I
secretly agreed with him, I couldn't bring myself
to admit it.
"Whatever." He glanced at his watch.
"I'll give you 5 minutes to tell me the plot.
After that, I'm leaving." I tried hard to explain
6 hours worth of story in just 5 minutes. The drama
portrayed the love stories of 3 generations of women
spanning 100 years, from 1901 to 2000. Each generation
was portrayed by the same actress. The story was
"What's so touching about it?" He asked,
after listening to the story.
"Don't you think each generation's story is
wonderful? If I have such great screen writing ability,
I wouldn't be a doctor anymore. I would become a
"If you become a screenwriter, I bet no one
would watch the show. The TV station can go out
of business." He quickly interupted.
"I'm going back to work. Hurry up and send
me the card!" I was so mad that I went home
immediately, not even finishing my coffee.
As soon as I walked in my door, I turned on my
computer and went online. Staring at the empty inbox,
I began to reminisce about how we met. Maybe no
one will believe me, but my boyfriend and I were
actually neighbors. Our homes were only 1 wall away.
Ever since we were kids, we liked to fight with
each other all day long. I still remember when I
first moved to the country that year. Used to the
city life, I couldn't get used to the simple life
in the country. After school, I would just go home
and do nothing. Whenever that happened, he would
always come over to tease me.
"Why are you staring off into space??"
He loved to pull on my hair.
"You're so ugly when you're doing nothing.
But you're also not pretty when you smile."
In other words, I'm really ugly.
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