You know, there is no problem with Valentine's Day in itself. It's a good concept: a day to celebrate love. But when you're single and the only one home because your apartmentmates take afternoon/evening classes and you have to get up every half-hour to recieve another package for them, it can really drive you up and over the wall. I tried to take a nap. No luck. Tried to curl up and read for a bit, barely was able to read anything before another delivery person arrived. Ya know... if you have that much disposable income, just find the time, seek out the recipient, and give it to them yourself. You don't have to send it delivery.
And while I understand that one apartmentmate has about five guys she's stringing along who all are in lust, you would think she'd tell them not to send gifts. At least one of them will be over tonight, and what happens when they see all the piles of chocolate and bouquets of flowers with her name on them? She'll be high, as always, and won't think to take them off... That will cause yet another yelling fight at 3am. One day maybe she'll learn, though I doubt it. She didn't learn not to drink and drive after her DUI arrest. She didn't learn not to get high EVERY SINGLE NIGHT after failing most of her classes. Oh well. Maybe I'll write my next short story about her.
Long live Singles Awareness Day, and maybe I'll find a guy someday who is worth the time. *snickers* Yeah, right.
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