Valentine's Day

To be quite honest, I have never been a fan of Valentine's day. Not only because the history of St. Valentine's Day is kind of bloody and very unromantic, but because I was bitter. Still am, actually.

I totally used to be one of those girls that only got cards and candy from her bestest friends (who were also single, lonely, and bitter) and watched the popular, gorgeous girls get teddy bears of obnoxious sizes and candy from their boyfriends-of-the-week. I was so jealous. That night, I would sit at home babysitting my little sisters while my parents went out. I'd watch Lifetime movies and eat the candy my parents gave me because I think they felt bad for me or they were secretly glad no boy knew I existed. Or both. Anyway I was a bitter, bitter girl.

This year, however, I have no reason to be bitter. For this year my wonderful boyfriend of 5 months gave me the best Valentine's day present ever! Please excuse the next bit of gushy, fluffiness because I'm feeling very gushy and fluffy at the moment The first thing I saw was your typical Hallmark card and then I saw this little wooden box next to it. Inside was a handwritten letter. It was almost novel length, too. I'd retype it on here for you, but I don't want to. Anyway, the letter was extremely cheesy but I loved every word of it. He also explained that the box was for me to put anything that was representive or reminded me of us. Aaawwwww!! Oh but I didn't even tell you the best part! When I picked up my schoolbag, inside I found this huge box of milk chocolate truffles. My absolute favorite. Also, when I left my room on the outside of my door was a huge poster with a picture of us in the middle and "I Love You" in twenty five languages. I know, I counted.

Later tonight we're going out for dinner at Olive Garden, which I am super excited about. Their breadsticks are amazing.

Oh yes, not to be forgotten by my parents, they sent me a bouquet of tulips and a card. This is also including the chocolate my dad brought when he came to visit me. I swear, they pay more attention to me now that I'm gone.

So, anyway, this year has got to be the best Valentine's as of yet. Why? Because I'm not going to be watching Lifetime wishing I was the lucky bitch making out with the hottie on the screen. I am a lucky bitch with my own hottie to make out with. Don't get me wrong, the whole concept of Valentine's day is really ridiculous and useless and a corporate scandal, but this corporate scandal worked out in my favor this year and I'm going with it.

Cheers