Thank fuck for that - it's the 15th of Feb. You see, secretly I was as bitter as always with the whole V Day thing. But I decided this year I wouldn't jinx my chances by moaning about it so much that anybody who was possibly thinking about getting me something would be scared off and not get me anything. So I kept quiet, tried to remain relatively neutral and then the big day came.
I managed to only be in a visibly bitter mood for about 3 hours in the morning, and then I swept it aside with the hope that something might be in my letterbox when I got home. So I waited and waited and got home and checked the letterbox and there was nothing.
So, for the 27th year running I have received nothing. I can't say I'm completely surprised. I'm a fairly intimidating person and if I were a bloke I'd be a little afraid to give me something. But that's no fucking excuse. It just goes to show that I need to find a man with a rather large set of balls. One who can slap me about a bit and tell me to shut the fuck up and accept the flowers/chocolates/card without a word of complaint. But I seem to be neglecting something here... the fact of the matter is; I received nothing because nobody wanted to give me anything.
Ha hahahahaha haha haaa. Truth hurts, but it's also quite amusing.
I really do need to meet more people. If I'm going to endlessly put hope on this stupid fucking day of the year then I should really try and heighten my chances of not being disappointed. It's akin to a hermit asking 'why don't I have any friends?'... and that's a completely separate issue right there.
P.S. I would like to point out that telling someone "oh you'll find someone when you're not looking" REALLY DOESN'T HELP. 'Not looking' requires having NO HOPE - ergo, telling me 'you'll find someone' gives me hope and I start to actively LOOK. In order for your stupid statement to work at all it necessarily requires you to NOT SAY ANYTHING and let me fall into my pit of hopelessness. Because apparently, according to you, that's when I'll find someone. Brilliant. I wonder if they'll arrive before or after I slit my wrists...?
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Bazz,
If it makes you feel any better, I'm married (and have only been for a couple of months) and I didn't receive anything either. I bought him a few scratchies and a block of chocolate ... of which he let me scratch one cause he didn't have anything for me :)
LIfe goes on ... best to get something on a day no one else does anyway.
And one slight correction to your story, you did actually receive something last year. A card from an anonymous caller if I remember correctly!
Toes
Yes, and it turns out that the card last year was FROM A GIRL. Therefore, it doesn't count.
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