Thursday, February 15, 2007
I was having trouble if i should wear red, dress up really nice and let them guys regret they didnt get me anything, or look nicer than my day-to-day "face" yesterday. And because I proclaimed (and was gonna go to national television too but didnt have the time bleh) I've hated of what's becoming of such holiday, I thought i would look ridiculous with dangling heart earrings and graphic-heart tee though i went on wearing 'em anyway. It was a nice day but i didnt really expect it to be so nice and awesome that i had manage to be a a lot talkative in my Personal Development class and have gotten the Ms. Grinch remark from who else, the ever funny Saraha and Josh.Seriously, I have the right to be hateful towards anyone who have cared to make it such a big deal. There's nothing wrong with St. Valentine's Birthday, not at all; what i had trouble with is the mere fact that people is making it seriously-commercialize and pathetically big event-ish, making us, those who ARENT followers, look ridiculous and stupid. Everywhere i go, there are bloody, darn, red stuffs: balloons, wilted roses, and zits from overly hormonal teenagers that are, if i didnt know any better, about to elope and get married to their young partners. I was too, trying not to get caught up between those balloon-carrying-passers-by but didnt get the chance to jump off the LA bridge and have possibly ended my life. Oh sure, it was a great joy having all those balloons covering my way, irritating my pretty, bright, optimistic face that could have made everyone's day. I look pretty too but no, no one saw me! The balloons flashed over and took the spotlight away. Balloons. If many people hate clowns, I now hate balloons, RED BIG BOZO BALLOONS. I now have a love-hate relationship with 'em gastric, rubber things. Sheesh.
Despite the fact that no one managed to move any mountains for me or take me in a hot-air balloon ride, I had an awesome time with the lolipops and the sweet little cards that i've accepted with guilt from my friends. And if there's one thing i also enjoyed was THE KISSES, i love kisses, they're creamy, chocolately goodness that makes you feel good during cheap days. I didnt even care if i hated the holiday or not; i went on eatting and sucking so many goodies, i forgot all about the holiday itself. Yea, you could say i was a hypocrite as i already stopped hating VD the middle of the day (or forgot that i hate it haha).
Who could blame me? I mean the unpersonal iloveyous and be mine remarks from my friends were sweet. I also got a card from another friend thanking me for my friendship and how true i am...i know! AWWW. I'm a softy; i gave in like that but it didnt stop me from greeting everyone "Happy Wednesday" or have stopped discussing the lamenest of the holiday with Saraha and Josh in which then they dropped the bomb and called me Ms. Grinch who TRIED to steal Valentine's day. LOL yea, yea, i guess its true considering i was planning to bomb every card companies out there and stop the sharade.
The highlights of the day?
1. Nic & I exchanging looks @ govt.. No big. I looked at him first. He looked at me back. Looked at him again, back. Pretty much how i've flirted all this time, which is so gay. ha. (why yes, dear, i dunno how to talk. :-D)
2. Josh singing the grinch song that goes like:
You're a foul one, Ms. Grinch.
You're a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
Ms. Grinch.
I was flattered.
3. I met mari's boyfriend at my Personal Dev. class (at last). Pretty cool lad. He's actually my partner for this career project we have to do for our final grade. Anyway, i just hope i won't end up stealing him away from my "bestfriend". lol
4. Random Act of Kindness Week. I greeted about 5 random, strangers (like the old man near our house) Happy Valentine's yesterday. I was feeling THAT good, not even kidding.
5. Mr. blue M&M funny pictures during my art classe.
(model: saraha's m&m and CD player)
How was your whatyamacallit? Drop it like its hot.
Labels: long keekee memorials of what nots
Blast that stereo, LOUD! {7:58 PM}
