Now don't get me wrong, I don't dread it for the singledomness I seem to be doomed to (by the way, I have 3 days left to find a husband*). I've disliked Valentines day for the past eight years because unfortunately, I also happen to be doomed to work in the service industry. You know, I'm really looking forward to the day when Valentines Day isn't the craziest day of the year. That would be kinda nice, I'd welcome it openly, commercialism and all. I would never turn down flowers.
Well, maybe carnations.
Not a fan.
What am I saying? I'd still take 'em.
I haven't heard from my valentine yet... Dad. I guess mom gets priority.
mom and dad, before mom had to share her valentine
I did, however, see the boy that I would like to be my valentine in the bookstore about an hour ago. But seeing as I am wearing the same shirt as yesterday and I have major bags under my eyes from late night homework sessions, I did the "oh please don't see me please don't see me" scream in my head.
Happy Valentines Day everybody! May it be filled with lovely mushy sentiments.
*I think that deserves a whole post.