So, this is what I wrote last year on "Valentine's Day":
"The (enter choice
adjective-
expletive here) "holiday" most refer to as "Valentines Day" has
creeped upon me yet again. I like to think of it as "National Singles Awareness Day". It's a conspiracy holiday created by the greeting card and candy industry. This is a day that honors couples, marriages, and love. Who needs it? All you people who are fortunate (or not) to have a significant other, I don't want to hear about how GREAT your Valentine's Day went. Not only am I single, I'm bitter. So hearing about somebody
else's grand adventures isn't on my "want-to" list. Especially on Tuesday. I usually can't stand it any other day. So, give me until early March for me to be my usual bitter self. Deal?"
A month ago the thought of having a good "Valentine's Day" looked promising. Now, it's looking like I'll be having the same National
Single's Awareness Day that I always have. I should be used to it by now...
A lot of you are thinking that I am overreacting, again. Maybe I am. Maybe I'm putting too much pressure on myself... putting too much importance on something like this. But you know, it doesn't exactly help my confidence. I'm always left thinking, "What's wrong with me?"
It's not easy for me to meet people. I am, by nature, a person who likes to keep to himself. I don't like new social situations. I am the person you have to know for a while to begin to like. You have to warm up to me. In other words, I'm not the person who catches your eye immediately. It's not necessarily a bad thing, but I'm always the friend, not the boyfriend.
Patience is a virtue, right? But I hate waiting on patience...
Until next time,
vaya con
Dios.