Once upon a time, there was a little girl who adored all holidays, in particular, Valentine's Day. Saint Valentine was the creator of a fabulous holiday where your crush or boyfriend has an excuse to tell you how much he cares about you. In elementary school, I always got to decorate fun bags or cardboard mailboxes where every classmate would put a little card with a candy heart taped to it, or if you were lucky, good candy like the pink Valentine's M&M's or miniature Snickers. Those were the days... Then in middle school, the days when you pay a dollar to deliver a carnation to your crush, or better yet, receive one from your secret admirer. Every time the deliverer from StuCo came in the classroom, I would pipe up in my desk hoping that Chris, the start of my 5 year crush, would send one to me. So I bet you ask, did you get a carnation from Chris, Sarah? HA!! I am confident he knew I was alive, but I am pretty sure that he was sending carnations elsewhere. Every year, all the way to the 10th grade, I never received any fun Valentine present from a cute boy. Could it of been my unibrow, my pale skin, or the fact that my birthing hips were disproportionate to my stick figure legs and gangly arms? Probably.
Finally in the 11th grade, I got a boyfriend!! Oh, yes, A.C. Jensen. I would sneak in his window at night and make-out or he would sneak out into the night with me. A.C. and I didn't always get along. When Valentines Day rolled around, he claimed that when he walked out of Wal-Mart with my roses, he accidentally left them laying on the top of his car in the parking lot, and then drove off. Turns out, my best friend said that he thought I was a bitch, and wouldn't get me shit. It should of been a precursor to our future relationship. We were about to rekindle our relationship until he quit coming to school. Let's just say selling weed on campus is not the smartest thing to do. He wasn't around for Valentine's Day due to him getting expelled from Grapevine High School. His opportunity to finish school at Vista, our alternative school was shot to hell when he decided to steal a car on his last day of class. Needless to say, by the summer, he had come back to town, and he was finally mine! In our oh so wonderful two years together, we had our share of ups and downs, but surely, he would redeem himself on Valentines Day for sure! He did get me one dozen roses. They were very pretty. After he gave them to me, he said that he had to leave. Come to find out, he decided to go finish "a deal" out in Arlington. The following year wasn't much different, except I think he had to "seal the deal" with another woman. We finally broke up. I was single for 4 years... no Valentines Day there!
Finally I met Jared. He is so sweet and would for sure make Valentine's Day special. We started going out on February 2nd, so we were both working on the 14th, but he still didn't get me anything. I thought, "oh, he will make up for it this weekend". Turns out, he doesn't believe in Valentine's Day. Shocker. Next Valentines Day... nothing. "Everyday is Valentines Day, babe!" Uh huh. This year, I am hoping things are different. Since our relationship is not at it's best right now, I am expecting him to do something different this Valentines Day, like participate. But I won't hold my breath. Although I have made it perfectly clear that we should do SOMETHING, I doubt my dreams will come true. We will soon see...
