Ah, Valentines Day! The dreaded 14th of February, when half of us wake up to a boquet of flowers and a soppy card, and the other half are left to drown their single life sorrows. I am usually found in the half walking around with a face on, pretending I dont care that everywhere I look couples are walking hand in hand, kissing and cuddling. It used to be actual torture opening a magazine or the daily paper to find advertisments splashed on every other page brainwashing its readers to buy a diamond ring for that "special someone" or to give your man something he will "really want" for valentines day! Not this year though, Oh no! This year i actually had someone I could spend the day walking hand in hand, kissing and cuddling with. I mean, don't get me wrong, I have been in relationships over Valentines day, but none that really meant to much to me. But this one does, and I wanted it to be a special day. Not only is he, in my opinion, the best boyfriend in the world (and I thought he deserved a special day to show that I feel this)but he is also the first boyfriend worth bothering with that I have had in a long time. So, last week sometime I went shopping to purchase some of these little 'love tokens' we see in the card shops and various other gift stores.I had this big plan in my head involving buying lots of small gifts that meant something to me and him, wrapping them up in lovely paper and placing them all in a box with a big love heart balloon that would pop out upon him opening it. This plan however went completely tits up, and I ended up buying all the gifts I needed but no box, wrapping paper or love heart balloon. Of all the things I forgot to get, the balloon was the thing I was most pissed off about!
So anyway, after that cock up, I thought I could take him for something to eat and a drink at night on our own. As both of us being students, we hardly ever get to go out alone without dragging a small posse out with us. While planning this little trip out, it completely slipped my mind that we both infact had an essay to finish and so would probarbly not have time to go out whatsoever.
To cut a long story short, we exchanged cards this morning, slept all day recovering from the stomach pains and sickness we had both experienced the night before, woke up and finished the essay together and finally ordered a kebab and chips each to celebrate. " How romantic" I hear you mutter. But, I tell you what, spending the day with the most gorgeous and wonderful man I have ever met made it the perfect Valentines day, love heart balloon or not.
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