Alright people. Valentine's Day is coming up in less than a month, and I want to be sure that I'm ready. Despite the many years that I have been single (not that I'm complaining...but yes I'm complaining) I am determined to not be alone this upcoming holiday.
And that is what I would say if I was a desperate, love-seeking girl with high hopes that she will find her one true love before the most ridiculous holiday of the year. To me, Valentine's day is nothing special, (I mean I loved the movie, don't get me wrong) but I don't think that I will find the one true love in a coffee shop and he will ask to buy my extremely over-priced brew and then we will date for a year or something and marry blah blah blah typical romantic-comedy ending (again I am a girl who loves those movies and secretly loathes every woman on the screen).
However, as the holiday approaches I realize that maybe deep down in my non-existent romantic side, I will secretly hope that I will drop my books in the hall way and a handsome young man that I have never seen before will help me pick them up and our hands will touch and...you know the rest. On the other hand, I refuse to let myself become the victim to desperation as the holiday draws near because that is not who I have made myself be over the years. I refuse to be the subject of a long tradition of overpriced chocolates and expensive teddy bears and little loves notes proclaiming ones love.
Alright, I admit, if I wasn't single at the moment maybe I would be really excited that I would be spending a day meant for love with someone I care about, but I'm not and I'm perfectly okay with that. I will not lower my standards just so I can kiss some guy in the hallways while I hold an extremely large bear holding a heart that says "I love you berry much". (oh but it's so cute!!
And that is what I would say if I was a desperate, love-seeking girl with high hopes that she will find her one true love before the most ridiculous holiday of the year. To me, Valentine's day is nothing special, (I mean I loved the movie, don't get me wrong) but I don't think that I will find the one true love in a coffee shop and he will ask to buy my extremely over-priced brew and then we will date for a year or something and marry blah blah blah typical romantic-comedy ending (again I am a girl who loves those movies and secretly loathes every woman on the screen).
However, as the holiday approaches I realize that maybe deep down in my non-existent romantic side, I will secretly hope that I will drop my books in the hall way and a handsome young man that I have never seen before will help me pick them up and our hands will touch and...you know the rest. On the other hand, I refuse to let myself become the victim to desperation as the holiday draws near because that is not who I have made myself be over the years. I refuse to be the subject of a long tradition of overpriced chocolates and expensive teddy bears and little loves notes proclaiming ones love.
Alright, I admit, if I wasn't single at the moment maybe I would be really excited that I would be spending a day meant for love with someone I care about, but I'm not and I'm perfectly okay with that. I will not lower my standards just so I can kiss some guy in the hallways while I hold an extremely large bear holding a heart that says "I love you berry much". (oh but it's so cute!!