Happy Valentine's Day
It's weird only having six icons. I don't think I like it, I don't have any range of emotion...
Valentine's Day always reminds me of two things. *holds up two fingers up*
First, Valentine's Day in first and second grade when a boy who apparently had a huge crush on me for a long time (before and after, I believe) gave me some seriously extravagent presents for Valentine's Day. The first time was a foot-tall chocolate hollow Garfield. I love Garfield - he is the shiz and more. And he got this for me.
The second was a velvet heartbox full of the random chocolates. Again, awesome. This boy knew the way into my heart and we were, what, eight?!
Alas, he was a creepy boy. He was kind of the weird boy and he literally followed me almost everywhere. In fact, this happened again in third grade with a different boy and he followed me around our daycare all the time. It was weird and it put me off of these boys despite the fact that the nice gift-giving one pretty much carved a trail right in my heart and stomach. I don't know what it was about me that brought creepy boys into my life and made them follow me into bathrooms (yeah, the second boy did that - CREEPY). Then there was another one in high school that "walked me to my locker" every day even though I ignored him. Why do I attract creepers who don't know how to slide in and say smoothly, "Hey baby, I like your shit. Let's combine our shit and get this shit on." That would have been better than creepers!
Back on track, the second thing this holiday reminds me of is some grade in high school, I don't remember, but on this day the school posted every single student's names on hearts all over the place and people could write on them whatever they wanted. Like, "Oh, I like you, let's get married" or some secret admirer thing. There was one year where some mean asshole wrote "Your heart was empty so I wanted to write something on there for you. " Screw you, asshole, for pointing out that I have no love in this world (at the time, of course)! From one point of view, it's nice, but seriously - you have to point that out for everyone?! It was humiliating and I tore my heart down and said, eff these bitches and my original love for this holiday was tarnished.
Alas, that original love hasn't gone away. I was so tickled pink when I got those presents in elementary school that I will always remember that boy. *sigh* He did a good job if that was his intention... And then he graduated to the smacking and being a mean boy to show his affection. Nice.
Alas, I'm poor and so is Boyfriend so we're staying in tonight. :)
But long story short... HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! Yes, the entire holiday is a damn sham, but go buy some chocolates and make out with them... that's what I did when I was single (this day could also be called 'Single Awareness Day' for how I felt) and I felt amazing. And alcohol.
/random post.
Valentine's Day always reminds me of two things. *holds up two fingers up*
First, Valentine's Day in first and second grade when a boy who apparently had a huge crush on me for a long time (before and after, I believe) gave me some seriously extravagent presents for Valentine's Day. The first time was a foot-tall chocolate hollow Garfield. I love Garfield - he is the shiz and more. And he got this for me.
The second was a velvet heartbox full of the random chocolates. Again, awesome. This boy knew the way into my heart and we were, what, eight?!
Alas, he was a creepy boy. He was kind of the weird boy and he literally followed me almost everywhere. In fact, this happened again in third grade with a different boy and he followed me around our daycare all the time. It was weird and it put me off of these boys despite the fact that the nice gift-giving one pretty much carved a trail right in my heart and stomach. I don't know what it was about me that brought creepy boys into my life and made them follow me into bathrooms (yeah, the second boy did that - CREEPY). Then there was another one in high school that "walked me to my locker" every day even though I ignored him. Why do I attract creepers who don't know how to slide in and say smoothly, "Hey baby, I like your shit. Let's combine our shit and get this shit on." That would have been better than creepers!
Back on track, the second thing this holiday reminds me of is some grade in high school, I don't remember, but on this day the school posted every single student's names on hearts all over the place and people could write on them whatever they wanted. Like, "Oh, I like you, let's get married" or some secret admirer thing. There was one year where some mean asshole wrote "Your heart was empty so I wanted to write something on there for you. " Screw you, asshole, for pointing out that I have no love in this world (at the time, of course)! From one point of view, it's nice, but seriously - you have to point that out for everyone?! It was humiliating and I tore my heart down and said, eff these bitches and my original love for this holiday was tarnished.
Alas, that original love hasn't gone away. I was so tickled pink when I got those presents in elementary school that I will always remember that boy. *sigh* He did a good job if that was his intention... And then he graduated to the smacking and being a mean boy to show his affection. Nice.
Alas, I'm poor and so is Boyfriend so we're staying in tonight. :)
But long story short... HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! Yes, the entire holiday is a damn sham, but go buy some chocolates and make out with them... that's what I did when I was single (this day could also be called 'Single Awareness Day' for how I felt) and I felt amazing. And alcohol.
/random post.