College Happenings

I used to hate Valentines Day. Especially in highschool. I would see all the popular girls getting candy and flowers and I was getting nothing.

After highschool I started to like it. Probably because that is when I started getting stuff.

But it is not just the getting stuff, it is having someone say, hey I care.

Since I never got stuff in highschool, the valentines I got later meant more to me. I can recall every valentine I have ever got and who I got them from.

In fact, I sort of lied, I did get a valentine before highschool.

In kindergarden we learned about Valentines Day form Mrs. Green. My kindergarden teacher.

The next day I came to school and I was sitting in the playground. My best friend Sonja walked up to me grinning and handed me a beautiful red heart cut out of contrsuction paper. It had silver glitter on it and said “Be my Valentine” I looked at her confused.

“It is from Nick Jones” she said.

I remember being so excited. Nick Jones was the cutest boy in class.

I could tell he had had his older sister or mom help him with it. It was too perfect for a boy to make. But I didn’t care. I had gotten a personal valentine from him.

Yesterday I got a dozen roses from my perfect man, who despite cowpokes advice, I will be keeping.

Some people may say Valentines Day is just a dumb holiday created by card companies, but I think those people are just bitter cause they aren’t getting anything.

Fortunately for those people the day is done and now they can look forward to the next great holiday. I think it is St. Patricks day.

A Holiday to get drunk over. Who can’t appreciate that?