Since its valentines day on thursday, i thought why not do a themed blog. i aint personally got a problem with the day. Most of the miserable fellas i hang around wiv cant be arsed with it. But the one day i did actually try to treat a girl on valentines day, the whole thing went horribly tits up :S. the fateful day happened a few years ago wen i was in college and involved this girl called natalie. i dont no y i had a crush on her, i dont think it was for any reason we culdve based a relationship on, most likely somethin lame like she liked a band she liked, or i liked her hair lol (yes i know, very creepy!). Anyway i thought it was about time i made a move on gettin a girlfriend, u can only stand being on ya own for so long right? So one night at my mates 18th i told her i liked her. it was pretty mucyh doomed from the start. it was the first time id eva had alcohol and i was wankered after 3 WKD blues (OMG the shame of it!). i stumbled over to her and her mate and placed myself on the table next to them. There were 2 things wrong wiv this. 1, i knocked a drink all over her mate and 2, i was sat in a plate of half eaten chicken wings....sssmmmmoooth. so anyway, piss poor seatin choice aside, i ask her to dance, not thinkin she'd hav a problem wiv my beer soaked, chicken greased jeans grindin against her...shockingly she declined, on the false pretence that she "didnt know how to dance without making a fool of herself". So, being so inexperienced wiv women, i find it really hard to read them and pick up hints. I didnt pick up the hint that she just didnt want to dance with me so i jumped up and announced i was goin to show her how to dance so she wuldnt be embaressed. i took to the pretty much completely empty dance floor as her and her friend stared at me, mortified, and started throwin moves on my own, girating my grease stained, wet arse around the place. Just thinkin about it now makes me cringe uncontrollably, but the day after this, wen i was due back in skool to face the music, i just wanted to eat myself so i wuldnt have to deal with it lol! So anyway, thats how she found out i liked her. So a few months later valentines day starts closing in. Some girls in our skool decided to do a thing for charity where theyd sell fake roses to us with a message card and wen we'd bought them and wrote a message, theyd deliver it round the skool to the people they were addressed to. I saw my chance and bought 12 red ones. Lookin bak she probs saw this as a really cheap gift, like id bought 12 fake one for a quid each becos i didnt want to folk out the cash for real ones, but i thought she'd find it pretty cute, considerin everyone else who got a bought a rose for someone only folked out for one! i thought id make her feel a bit special....and if it all went tits up at least id just given 12 quid to canceer research! If the 12 fake red roses wasnt corny enough for her, the card i bought her to go with it was. i knew things were arkward between, considerin i barely spoke to her and one of the only times i did was at my mates eventful 18th, so i bought her a certain card. This card was the cheap and tacky stripper of the card world. The kind you find down the back ally stripjoints in some seedy part of town, completely over-the-top dolled up but actually really really rediculous. This was that card. It consisted of a black background with a white pair of Y-fronts covered in little hearts on the front, with the whole card being framed by a giant, featherey, fluffy sort of border, and inside the card the "romantic message" read: "I'll show you mine if you show me yours"...........I DONT KNOW WOT I WAS THINKIN!!!! i thought it wud be a gud icebreaker, kind of make her relax by being funny. However, that dosnt really work wen your writing a pretty sentimental and heartfelt message in the same card. i cant remember exactly wot i wrote but im sure alot of it was apologies for the plate of chicken wings/greasy dance demonstration incident. And to finish off the humiliating package....i decided to write the message in pencil first to see how it looked and whether id sed everythin i wanted to before i went over it in pen. Now i thought id rubbed the pencil out to the point where only the pen was visable, but oh how wrong i was. One of her mates helpfully pointed out the very faint pencil lines next to the writting, and she pointed out to everyone that was in the room at that time. I knew wot natalie mustve thought. Wot a fuckin LOSER!!! who does a pencil draft of a love letter in a valentines card!!! I spent the day hidden in the computer room whilst i received exclamations of "aaaaawwwww, its ssssooo cute" from the girls, and none stop ridule from the fellas. It didnt stop there. From that point on i was regularly teased about it untill the end of the college year,even after i stopped likin her!!! and natalie? well i know we dint really speak b4 the valentines day, but after it, eye contact or so much as sittin within 2 people of each other in assembly was out of the question. Oh well, c'est la vie, i only liked her cos...erm...i cant even remember now. And it aint the first time ive bin shot down, but its certainly the most public and therefore completely humiliating lol. So yea, that was my worse, very longwinded (sorry!), valentines day. And thats why im very carelful about who knows about who I fall for nowerdays. The less people that know, the less humiliating it is for me during the brush off lol!
Neway, hope everyone who reads this has a top valentines. im gonna avoid embarresment this year by keepin my feelings for the certain someone i like now to myself. ill just treat myself this year to a couple of DVDs i think and drown ma sorrows in a tub of ben 'n' jerry's choco fudge brownie icecream, MMmmmmmmmmm lol