A/N This is a little thing I randomly decided to write for Valentine's Day. It won't be long and hopefully will be done by Valentine's Day. Anyway, enjoy! (oh, and PPG don't belong to me… neither does Valentine's Day, which belongs to Hallmark…kidding.)
Feb 14, 2004. 2:30pm
Hey Mary,
Sorry I haven't e-mailed you in a while. Things have been… complicated lately. I haven't been keeping in touch with a lot of people, so it's not you.
Do you ever have one of those days where you wish Valentine's Day just didn't exist? Or where you cynically go around grumbling how it's just another holiday marketed by card, candy and flower shops so they can make more money all the while rubbing it in every single person's face about how wonderful it is to be in love? If there's anything that I've learned, it's that love really does stink. Valentine's Day is the smelliest day of them all. Especially this year. This year, all of my friends have boyfriends except me and Buttercup. Although Cuppo has a boyfriend, but it's just not official. She hangs out with Mitch enough that it's only a matter of time before it happens. Those two are in serious denial, but at least Cuppo doesn't spend every friggin' waking moment with the guy. You see, she and I have had our own little Valentine's Day thing for the last two years since her sisters both had boyfriends during the most disgusting day of the year (albeit different boyfriends each time). Cuppo and I used to celebrate out little anti-Valentine's Day by throwing parties where we watch un-romantic movies and mutilate shallow teen magazines by giving all the skinny supermodels moustaches and devil's horns. It's so much fun because Bloss and Bubbles get so mad. (The mags belong to them… in our defence though, we only vandalized the outdated ones) On the plus side, Valentine's day really does help me get in touch with my creative side.
I'm not usually this cynical- you know that. There's just something about February 14 that makes me turn into a love hating monster. But it's hard being the only one in your circle of friends truly single. Especially when you were so close to falling in love and then you get your heart ripped out of your chest while the month of love is almost twelve days old. I was looking forward to Valentine's Day this year. It would've been my first Valentine's Day as someone who was indeed not single. But alas! I have to be in Singlesville again this Valentine's Day because I, Robyn Elisabeth Snyder had to fall in love with a complete jerk!
I guess that's what happens when you fall for a guy who used to be a mortal enemy to your best friends and neighbours. What did I see in that redheaded jerk anyway? Bloss, Bubbles and Cuppo all warned me that just because he and his brothers went to reform school for three years doesn't mean he's reformed. Sure, Brick may not be the villain he once was, but seriously, I had to be so stupid to think that he changed. I don't know what I saw in him besides the sexy and mysterious rebel without a cause bullshit.
Brick and I had been dating for three months now. He was a pretty decent boyfriend. A little bossy, a little rebellious, but that turned me on. I mean, let's face it, I haven't had the girl next door image since I was thirteen. I break a few rules here and there, so why wouldn't I find the neighbourhood 'bad boy' hot? But I have my limits to how far I go. What was so cool was that Brick seemed to respect that, he never pressured me into doing things I didn't want to do. When we cut class to make out it was so exciting, but he respected my wishes to not go to third base until I was ready. Or at least that was what I thought until I caught the bastard sucking face with none other than Princess Morbucks! What does he see in her anyway? She looks like she has a freaky orange pompom on her head! Oh wait, I know what it is, money.
It's been two days and I still feel too ticked off to feel hurt! Ok, no wait, I feel very hurt. I was actually in love with that guy. Or at least I thought I was. I should have listened to my friends. They were right about him, he is a jerk. Why I thought I could change him, who knows? I just can't believe I'm going to be spending another Valentine's Day alone.
Anyway, enough rambling. Please write me back soon. I miss hearing from you.
LOL :P
Robyn
PS. Well, since tonight is the night of love and all, I guess I'm obligated so, Happy Valentine's Day (if you're into that)
