The gift of song. {maybe even a gift for you!}

Penulis : Unknown on Wednesday, 13 February 2013 | 17:52

Hey there, lovers. See what I did there?

Valentine's day is the day of love, as far as Hallmark is concerned. Me? Well, I'm always looking for a good excuse to celebrate so, just like St. Pats and Cinco de Drinko, I tend to recognize this holiday for celebration purposes.

I don't really celebrate it for the gifts or the flowers or the love, though if I got some cheese fries and maybe a filet mignon (pronounced: fill-ett mig-non) I'd probably be a bigger fan of the day. Simply put, I celebrate to celebrate.

Confused yet? It's ok, me too.

I probably shouldn't really be a fan of this day, seeing as I was always the kid in class whose Valentine bag never had quite as many paper cards and candies as everyone else. My mom always told me it was because I decorated my bag the prettiest, which made all of the other little girls jealous, but I think we all know it was probably because the other little girls just plain didn't like me.

Perhaps due to my 2nd grade year, the year I refused to wear anything but skirts and dresses.

That was pretty obnoxious of me.

My 5th grade year though, oh man that was the year I thought I had it made. My boyfriend at the time gave me the gift of song. Yes, you read that correctly. The gift of song. Via e-card, to boot.

Forget cheese fries and filet mignon, I lost my 5th grade shit over this e-card.

Drink in that romance, people. Pure 5th grade romance. I was a smitten kitten.

Until he decided he wanted to put his arm around Laura at the 5th grade camping trip instead of me. I've never quite heard that song the same since.

This year? Well, this year I am celebrating with my Man Friend. We're doing the gross, ew, couple thing that I don't really like to talk about. I'm really hoping for cheese fries and filet mignon though. And a fresh box of wine.

That's my kind of romance. Yes, it is.