Valentine's

Valentine's Day has never been of much importance to me. When I was a kid it was called an celebrated as Friend's Day in Estonia meaning that you made cards to all your friends (and yes, that also included an anonymus cards from secret admirers) and little gifts (chocolate bar, random valentine's day crap - yeah sounds awesome I know ;) etc) for your besties. There were a couple of years I put such effort into gifts and then forgot them home -.- and since I lived about half an hour by bus away from school I couldn't just quickly pop home and get them... so yeah... I'm sure I wasn't the only one. Ahhh the good old days :D

Now it has kind of lost it's meaning: I'm not too fussed about the Americanized Valentine's gifts and blah blah blah. Who actually needs those little heart figures that they sell in stores by the bucket. In UK it's obviously a big deal nearly every restaurant and pub has a special Valentine's Day menu not to mention all the shop windows. In France it doesn't seem that important but maybe it's because I haven't actually been to town for a while because when I asked about it the French said that yeah it's big here if you're in a relationship.

Mr. Special sent me a huge card that he'd customized himself, meaning it has my name printed on it and a special message from him. But since he is always rushing and anxious about all this romantic stuff (he is a sucker for romance - a total opposite of me ;) ), I got the card last Saturday already lol :D And we were actually Skype'ing at the time so as soon as I saw a huge envelope I asked him: What have you done?! But it's cute and so sweet :) So I had to do something too and a card would've been too predictable so when it was 1 o'clock my time and midnight his time, meaning Valentine's Day had just begun I sent him a text asking if he'd be my Valentine :) obviously he was soooooo happy and surprised :) yay :) 

I also remember last Valentine's Day because that was the day I apparently ruined someone's Valentine's Day LOL. That is to say maybe a week later I found out that at some moment of time precedent to Valentine's I had promised to cover one co-workers Valentine's Day evening shift and then decided to be a total bitch and turned around and said hell to the no just to ruin their date :P Sounds just like me :) Just to clarify no one ever actually asked me to cover their shift (so how could've I said yes at first?). And the person in question was already covering someone else's shift so excuse me but why did you agree to that in the first place if you knew that you wanted to go out with your partner yourself? Anyway I find it amusing and probably will remember it forever :) An interesting change to my boring Aber life back then :D

Ttyl ;)

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