“Life is a bitch, so learn how to fuck it.”
Not an ordinary day. ♥
I still don’t consider the V-day thing, but one thing I knew is that this Tuesday hasn’t been an ordinary one.
Nonsense, pointless. That’s how I describe February 14 to my boyfriend. I explained to him last night that I don’t get why people make it such a big deal about being single on that particular day. It is just a regular day, and I insist on that fact.
So when I was done explaining it to him, his response was that of disappointment. He told me he’s gonna skip classes that day if that’s the case. And then I said that if he’s gonna do that, I would just set a hangout with my high school friends. After that he told me that he was just kidding and that I shouldn’t invite my friends at all.
And so the so-called Valentine’s Day arrived. I didn’t expect to receive anything from anyone since I already have a boyfriend and that my boyfriend knew about how I don’t value V-day. But then red and white roses started to appear at my desk. One by one. Every hour or so. I knew there’s only one person who had the gut to do it. Still, I didn’t want to believe it because of his personality.
My boyfriend, by the way, doesn’t have that I-have-a-surprise-for-you factor. He isn’t sweet in front of the public. He doesn’t show affections. And if people aren’t aware of it, they wouldn’t know we are couple.
So I received 9 roses by the end of the day. And as my friends and I went to the dormitory, she was kind of panicky. Something’s gonna happen. I didn’t want to assume but my instincts told me otherwise.
SO FAST FORWARD.
I was at the playground with two of my friends. (I separated from the crowd, because my classmates were there at the moment. We were 39 in number.) And as I was enjoying the last rays of sunlight, someone was approaching. My friends were about to leave me. I held them in. HAHA! I was flustered at the moment and I knew I was turning red. My boyfriend was holding the last three pieces of roses. He gave that to me, knelt, and then asked me if I could be his princess. Of course I answered yes. And then he slid the ring at my middle finger. Then his mates sang a song.
I know it’s too long. But I really am dumbstruck at what happened. Especially since I had no idea that he’s gonna make my day so special.
And then he told me that it was his first time of doing that - kneeling in front of other people, and being so sweet and all. I believed what I was told because as I was saying, he does have a very different personality.
I don’t know how to express how I truly appreciated his efforts.
Why do people make such a big deal about being single on Valentine’s Day?
I honestly don’t get it. It’s nonsense and pointless.