lexiedeluxe

VD sucks. And by that I mean not only venereal disease, but also Valentine's Day... stupid Hallmark holiday. Oh, wait--I'm not bitter and single anymore. I guess I can stop hating this ode to Cupid and all things romantic and sickeningly sweet. I'd probably be all over it if Amanda wasn't on the other side of the world right now. So, I sat at the office today, staring out the window at the snow and wondering what was going on in Tokyo. Valentine's Day was officially over in Japan--weird to think that, when it was just getting started here. Come to think of it, do they even celebrate it over there? I was wearing these silly love goddess socks that she gave me last week and listening to everyone talk about their plans for tonight. Feh. Who cares? I'm in a relationship that is romantic pretty much every, not just one day out of the year.

I remember disliking V Day as a kid, too. If my teacher didn't make everyone bring valentines for everyone else, there was always the chance that I wouldn't get as many as other people. I was competitive even back then, so this didn't sit well with me. On the flip side, there were those teachers (most of them, actually) who insisted that everyone get a valentine from everyone else. Then you ran the risk of giving someone an inappropriate valentine, because there were only so many options in those multipacks. I just didn't want to end up giving the biggest loser in the class a card that insinuated I might like him. You know, like Lisa Simpson and Ralph Wiggum--"I choo-choo-choose you!" Ick.

One good thing about the holiday--I always found VD candies much more pleasing than Halloween ones. The red and silver foil is a heck of a lot better than orange and black, or that nasty candy corn.