Valentine's Day

[Starla*]

Well, that *wonderful* holiday is approaching...what are y'all thinking about for it?

Me, I'm working with a couple of 40-plus married women until 10 pm :lol:. FUN!!

It's okay though, I worked last year, and had class the year before that--then went to a friend's house where we had an impromptu singles party and watched PowerPuff Girls.

Share any interesting/sucky memories.

As a young teenager, I always dreamed of a sort of secret admirer/prince charming thing, where some incredibly hot guy would come and bring me flowers.

If that were to happen now, I would probably be scared and run. Especially if I didn't know the guy.

One year, my first boyfriend (the loser of "Threadmail") and I got together at the house he lived in with his Landlady, her husband, two sons, and another guy. The Landlady was also a manager at the McDonald's we worked at.

So, we're sitting in the dark, getting all romantic and stuff, and I ask him "So what did you get me?"

He picked up a little box of chocolates and handed it to me. That might have worked, except that the Landlady had shown me what she got her husband, sons, and tenants (who were like surrogate sons to her). It was the box she got him.

:angry: Jerk.

Two years later, my boyfriend of a week (and also the first one after the above mentioned relationship), gave me a pink rose, a cute little card, and a protection packet of herbs that I still carry around. We also had a romantic dinner where he told me he fell in love with me the second he laid eyes on me.

How Romantic.

I was dumped 3 weeks later. Talk about a headspin. <_<


So, share if you want. Those stories above are the only times I was in a relationship on Valentine's day.

Who knows, I might get roses *snort*.

[Leonide]

I actually should have this incredible aversion to Valentine's Day, having been dumped by the first guy I ever really liked on the holiday.

We were in this acting class together, and I liked him basically from day one (I was 12, keep in mind! and he was 15) and I think i concealed it pretty well for the first year. *rolls eyes* After that, I started letting my feelings seep out every now and then. One time, he called me on the phone and we talked for 45 minutes, it was like, the highlight of my life. The outfit I was wearing at the time (which was truly hideous -- i had, and still have, a horrible taste in clothing color matches) became my "lucky outfit" and I didn't talk about anything but him for days on end. Finally, I told one of the girls in the class, who told him, who told the girl to tell me that he would kiss me after class!! So i waited around afterwards and he came to the door of the room and I was so nervous I wasn't really thinking clearly, and just started walking away to this kind of remote little corner of the building, and then I just kind of stood there and waited for him to catch up. Then we stood next to each other, not talking, for like a minute, and then finally, without warning, he grabbed me and a kissed me. Then he said something like "That was nice." and walked away. I was on cloud nine, my friends. And assumed...that. we. were. dating. Oh, dear, why didn't I have any friends? All this trauma could have been averted...

So anyway, it's two weeks later, opening night of our show...Valentine's Day. I've bought him a plastic see-through heart-shaped container filled with V-day candies from a store in the mall. And a card which was not gushy, because I didn't want him to think i was one of those girlfriends. So we all pile into this car after the show to go to the cast party, and i make sure I'm in his car. He doesn't talk to me the whole ride, but then when we get out at the house, he pulls me aside and says: "Don't I get a kiss for opening night?" So i kissed him. Yay. kiss two. about two seconds, ironically!

So we're inside, party's happening, (parents are there, it's not one of THOSE parties) and all the girls giggly arrange for us to be in the hostess's room alone! *eek!* so i could give him my present. He's all awkward and says he didn't get me anything, and I graciously told him it was okay! Then we kind of stand there quietly until he leaves the room.

About five minutes later, we met up again downstairs and sat next to each other on a couch. Our two lighting guys were sitting on the opposite couch, and my guy (oh, his name's Andrew. how silly of me!) puts his arm around me and goes to the guys: "Hey, look what I got, and look what you got!" then whispers "Let me kiss you." So i did, of course. Then he pulls away from the kiss, and whispers, "You know we're just friends, right?"

this: :blink:

followed by: :(

followed by a lot of: :angry:

*silence*

Him: "Umm...is that okay?"

Me: NO!

but stubborn little vixen, I refuse to storm off in a huff, so he's forced to rather awkwardly remove himself from the couch. I sit there, stunned for a few minutes, until he brings my Valentine's Day present to him BACK to me. Then i leap into action, ripping the card into itty bitty pieces and chucking it in the fireplace, then running upstairs and dumping the candies out on the hostess's bed, then trying to break the plastic container over the bedpost in a fit of hysterical crying.

I was in theatre, what do you want from me? ;)

Finally I calmed down and some of the girls joined me and we ate the candy. Then one of the girls made me go talk to Andrew, who proceeded to ask me: "Um, when i kiss you, does it mean something to you? Well, it doesn't mean anything to me."

:blink: again

more of :(

and internal :angry:

which apparently stuck with me for years and years! I was convinced from that day on that no guy would really ever like me, they would just all pretend until they got what they wanted from me, then leave. Those insecurities actually have manifested themselves in a few fights with Greg, which is both saddening and infuriating, that this little stink of a teenager could have had that much affect on my psyche. (actually, my mom has similar thoughts, so maybe it's not all the stink...and get this! STINK attends/attended my college. i had the dubious pleasure of running into him last semester ALL THE TIME and having him hug me and act really happy to see me ALL THE TIME)

But thank god for Greg. Truly, I've learned to trust what he says he feels for me, not only because I can feel it from him (and for him!), but because I trust him implicitly. He is such a freakin Saint that if I believed in them I'd start listing miracles to get an early start on his canonization. He is my best friend and my truest confidante, and I love him more than anything.

*sighs, happily anticipating the best Valentine's Day ever this Saturday*

[Xavier]

I'm prally going to work on Valentines day, or just sit around on the computer.

My life is so romantic!

[raventh1]

Valiwhat's day?
Something weird is happening, all the ads have these hearts in them, and they want me to buy jewelry, is this some sort of cancer awareness day, and if you have cancer, they want you to buy expensive jewelry for your loved ones?

Yeah I think I'll just crawl back into my little cave.

kthx.

[Dan]

I've been in relationships for 3-5 V-Days (Depending on whether or not I was in a "relationship" with my last girlfriend for the months before while she was toying with me or the year afterward when she was still leading me along after dumping me :angry: )

The only one that sticks in my mind was making bright green playdough with my first girlfriend and goofing off all day. Very much a quality day. No other ones stick in my mind at all, so I guess I've got to assume that either nothing happened or whatever did is so terrible I still can't bare to think on it.

[Starla*]

Holy Crap, Leonide!

I'm sorry! I don't know what's worse, having romance slaughtered in one full swoop as a youngster, or over a period of years in which ideals are slowly and methodically smashed by those you date....


That really blows though, what a jerk!

[Strider]

But thank god for Greg. Truly, I've learned to trust what he says he feels for me, not only because I can feel it from him (and for him!), but because I trust him implicitly. He is such a freakin Saint that if I believed in them I'd start listing miracles to get an early start on his canonization. He is my best friend and my truest confidante, and I love him more than anything.


*feels like he's accepting an award*

Thank you! Thank you! This is so unexpected. Really...I haven't even prepared anything. I'd like to thank everyone who's involvement has made this possible. First and formost my parents, whose direct involvement *really* made this all possible. oh, wow, there's so many names, I can't believe i'm going blank! I guess i'll just skip straight to my girlfriend. Because this is really her award as much as it is mine. Thank you baby. I love you. I couldn't have done it without you.

Goodnight!

*walks off in the wrong direction and is politely led back the other way by one of the award girls*

[Leonide]

goober

[Kama]

:lol: :lol: :lol:

http://wahra.babylonia.flatirons.org/Photoshop/Week9/phun_taalcon02.jpg

[Leonide]

That's hysterical!

:D :D :D

[Starla*]

Oh wow. :lol: :lol: :lol: