Unlike my ideals, my luck for Valentines is not one to boast.
I have been yes, dumped on Valentines day, dumped the week before valentines day, had a girly day with an ex best friend and cooked dinner for an ex boyfriend - which was horrific because I'm as far away from chef as it gets. More like a microwave goddess.
But I'm saying fuck you to the past and hello to the future. Although this Valentines day, I'll be serving couples at work who will ravish in each other over a candlelit dinner. Brill.
What is valentines anyway? An over priced day to buy a rose that's already half dead. "Thanks sweet heart, I love ya!"
The hope of finding someone to sweep me off my feet and buy me some moldy chocolates I'm never going to eat is out the window.
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