I was gonna severely blast Valentine's Day but have since calmed down. I was gonna complain about what a wasted holiday it is, how nauseating all the themes on TV has it on and I have to tune to Netflix for entertainment on my day off. And the reason I can't sit through corny romantic movies or finish "The Notebook" or "Twilight" books without barfing is because I had never experienced romance and am extremely jealous and bitter.
All my friends who wished me a Happy Valentines are all in relationship, and they're women. Oh well maybe one guy but he only did that so I would stop bitching about how I never get anything. Really, that isn't getting anything. Especially if it didn't mean what it should mean.
So I texted my family a Happy Valentines Day and only my dad responded. I did text one old guy friend but his response was a happy face emoticon. Geez. You're welcome.
Well, my rant was short-lived because I heard from the one who I really wanted to hear from. Right before noon I received the text and I responded the greeting back. And that was it. Though I do suspect he only sent that as a courtesy and has no meaning behind it, I still received it and it felt nice.
