At 2/4/08 05:47 PM, jmtb02 wrote:
Valentines Day
Since everyone is for the trend of "this is a sellout Card Company created holiday boooo" I decided this year I am going to celebrate it. And it's going to be fun.
So why do you hate Valentines day, when you could be enjoying it?
Actually, I hate Valentine's Day because I got shot-down HORRIBLY and each year is just another flagrant reminder of how much that sucked.
It was 9th grade. I'll admit, I was naiive. There was a girl that I liked, and I was pretty sure she liked me. We had hung out, we talked often enough. Yadda yadda yadda.
So, I thought I'd be cool and romantic and get awesome gifts. I got the bear. I got the chocolates. I even got fucking lip gloss and shit form Bath and Bodyworks (which is a fucking awesome store btw). So, all this for one girl. I even got a nice card that was serious but funny too.
Needless to say, I got horribly sick over the weekend, most likely due to eating a bowl of raw cookie dough that I nuked in the microwave. Don't do that.
So, it's Valentine's Day(a monday), and I'm retching and vomiting, and still in the same boxers as Saturday. Since I went so far, I didn't want my efforts to go to waste. Somehow, the package got to school and I was able to be somewhat comforted.
Next day, I felt pretty good, no fever, so I went to school. Everything was going well until lunch. I was chilling, hanging out with my friends and she comes over. I'm sitting there, palms sweating thinking "Man, here it comes!"
Needless to say, it did not come.
We talked for a little bit and then she gave me a note and walked off with a friend. Inside, the note started off nice, something like "Thanks for the gift", but then it went on to say things like "I feel guilty about taking this because I don't even know you", "I don't know what you think, but you are NOT my boyfriend" (not was underlined), and a bunch of other things.
So, it's about half-way through the day, and I'm emotionally crippled (which I don't think I've ever fully recovered from). And to this day, I still go out of my way and get her a card. Interestingly enough, next year I only got her a card and she gave me a hug. Bitch needs to make up her mind >:C
So, that's my LEGITIMATE excuse for hating Valentine's Day.
And before you ask, yes, I'm still going to get her a card, but I'm probably going to give her a poem written in Spanish, just for kicks. If things go bad, I don't have to see her for another 5 years. And as much as I don't want to, I do want to get another girl (or two :X) cards, but I'll just have to be sneaky about it :P Getting caught would be VERY BAD.