Ugh. It’s that day again. V-day. The day when couples and lovers innocently mock us in their saccharine bliss.
No offense to couples out there; these are just the frivolous ramblings of a single, unattached female deep in the throes of envy.
LOL.
I was thinking of passing up on a Valentine’s day post (I believe I did that last year) and just ignore the whole world. Hole up inside a bubble of oblivion and pretend the blasted day never came.
But… flowers are so hard to resist.
No, no one gave me flowers (dear God, i wish i was lying!) nor was I able to buy myself flowers even though I badly wanted to (I’m broke until payday). But the mere sight of them broke through my self-imposed apathy.
I adore flowers. To me they are Nature’s fashion accessories, the jewelry with which she proudly adorns herself. Yes, flowers make me happy. (I did say I was a sappy sentimentalist, didn’t I?)
And so, last night, seeing the frenzy in every flower shop along the route home, I laid down my shield of detachment and gave in to the romantic in me.
I spun fantasies in my head, involving certain people and flowers. And hand-written love notes. And chocolates. And me screaming in stunned surprise and delight.
Oh, hell.
Oh hell. Reminds me of someone. LOLOL!!! (that would be me).
I think Valentine’s day is too overrated. And I also skipped it this year. T__T
Posted by coriander at February 16, 2008, 1:58 pm