Black and White Damask

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Valentine's Day

Yes, that day is coming. What does it mean to you? Singles Awareness Day? Or the Day of Love?

For me, it doesn't mean anything but candy and heart-shaped cookies at this point. Seriously. When I think of Valentine's Day, I think of my little grade school foil shoe box being filled with candy and generic valentine cards.  I remember looking at the valentine from my crush longingly, hoping that maybe he personalized it for me, just a bit. But, of course. these cards were all required for everyone in the class and we just whipped them out the night before because we were all slackers.

I'm ranting. I think. My point is, maybe, that I really don't have anything love-related in my schema of Valentine's Day. Really, to me, it's just getting fake cards and maybe some candy if you're lucky. So what I'm thinking is: wouldn't it be nice to actually, I dunno, be asked on a date? Because, in my experience (which is so far limited), I've been the one asking for dates. Which makes me feel pretty pathetic, but whatever.

The way I see it, I wouldn't have been on a date at this point in my life if I hadn't asked anyone. This has been a sad realization. But that's okay! Because I have my whole life ahead of me, and maybe, just maybe, some brave guy will come along and say, hey, maybe this crazy nerdy girl is worth dating.  Just maybe.

I think I'm turning this blog into a journal. Maybe that's good, though, because I'm not a huge fan of paper journals. So this is kind of an open-book journal for everyone to gawk and laugh at. I feel better just writing this, however, because I'm pretty sure no one reads this blog. Ever.

Back to my point. I think that for once, I'd like to have a romantic life. Because I'm a romantic person. But I'm not getting any romance. I really only need someone to just go to whenever I'm feeling lonely, or to hold my hand just because. And snuggle while watching a movie because that's just the most simple thing to do. I'm a hopeless romantic. I know you couldn't tell, but I am.

Maybe, just maybe, this Valentine's Day will be different. Maybe.

EDIT: It wasn't.

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