Pre-Valentine's Thoughts

Reader, I am sitting in a cold dorm room, alone.  My Pandora Radio is set to a Southern gospel channel, and I'm resisting the temptation of grabbing a few more M&M's.  Glorious--that is the only word that could even come close to describing this day.  Non-productive, quiet, peaceful, certain.  Ohh, how long it has been since I last experienced one of these!  Alas, I digress.  The rambling thoughts of mine are probably less interesting to you as they are to me.

Valentine's Day comes to pass in three days.  When I was in 6th grade, I had a boyfriend.  We still talk a little when we see each other in the local town's Wal-Mart, but other than that, all I've got of him are the tainted memories of a very strange twelve-year-old.  He was the last guy that I could rightfully call "my Valentine."  Now, before you sigh to yourself and begin to click the exit button because you are anticipating the love woes of an eighteen-year-old girl, allow me to ease your worries.  I am in no way bitter.  I, personally, love Valentine's Day.  Need reasons?

1.  Endless chocolate.  If you walk into a store, buy five bags full of chocolate, no one looks at you like you are a pig, because it looks like the sweet treats are going to be given as a gift to some special someone...even if the real reason you're shelling out the cash is because you've had a bad day and need a sugar-coated pick-me-up.  

2.  Who doesn't like the annual cheesy love movie marathons?  I indulge once a year in such shenanigans, and I must say, it's kind of like therapy, only cheaper.

3.  I have a sort of self-enforced dress code that consists of nearly every color EXCEPT pink.  This time of the year, I get to pull out the pinkest, heart-infused blouses and pretend to be someone completely different for a few weeks--see?  Therapy.  

4.  Sales.  Enough said.

5.  You know that annoying couple that you know?  The one that is just so cute you almost gag when they get together?  (Well, I don't know one of those, but I've seen some pretty cheesy relationships)  Valentine's Day is one of those holidays when it's a pretty sure-fire chance that you will NOT be seeing them.  Sweet relief...

With that being said, I would now like to introduce my one and only woe.  Bear with me:  

Humans are made to bond.  It happens.  It's unavoidable.  I'm not complaining, at all, but as I sit here, in this empty dorm room, with only my Blackberry as company, I cannot help but wish I had someone.  Just for an hour.  Nothing serious--just a more-than-friend friend to talk to about any and everything.  I suppose, however, that for the time being, my Lord has other things in plan for me.  For example, tonight I am serving the policemen and women as well as their spouses a meal with others from the church I have been attending.  I must say, I have a bit of excitement at seeing legitimate, mature relationships.  It's not that I am longing for one, but just so that I have the hope that it exists somewhere out there.  A long-term, loving, solid, happy relationship between a man and woman:  it seems so foreign to me.  

Reader, I apologize for the sappy tone of this post.  I pray your Valentine's Day is amazing, whether you will be spending it with someone else, or (like me) with a box of chocolate, cheesy movies that are intended to make you cry, and a phone call to your mom.  

Farewell.