I normally hate Valentines day. The few times i’ve been in a relationship at this time of year, the best I ever got was flowers, breakfast, and the joy of my now ex boyfriend spending it with another girl.
I also normally like to think it’s more than just a day for girls and that guys should be pampered too.
I think last night changed my point of view. Let’s see.
Because I had damn school all day, plans had to take place at night instead of during the day. But they were worth the wait. Naturally, I got a dozen beautiful red roses before I was rushed to downtown San Francisco to the most amazing restaurant of my dreams: Foreign Cinema. We waited a little extra because we wanted a seat where we could watch the movie. Yes, the movie. The Way We Were was playing on loop all night while we enjoyed a fantastic 5-course meal, surrounded by the most gorgeous atmosphere I could imagine. I’m pretty sure I’ve never smiled that much or been so happy ever in my life.
So here’s to the guys that have lost me and the assholes that have hurt me. Without you, I wouldn’t have found such an amazing man who after only a few weeks has cared more and done more than any of you did during your respectable time with me. Cheers.
It’s always interesting when the past tries to come back into your life. In the past few months, I’m happier than I’ve been in a while. But of course now is the time that an ex from 3 years ago tries to come back into my life, and the other woman in a past relationship decides to poke me on Facebook? Seriously people? I’ve realized how much better my life is without you in it. And much more importantly, how much stronger I am after the shit you put me through. But thanks for trying to bring me down.