Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Valentine's day is my enemy

Valentine's Day is a day that is meant for love. For me, it is a bunch of poppycock. Don't get me wrong, I used to love Valentine's Day.  I remember the first Valentine's Day that I ever celebrated. I was in Preschool and I remember that I got a HUGE Ziploc bag full of candy hearts, heart shaped lollipops, and  Hershey Kisses. I was a very happy child. When I reached Elementary School, Valentine's Day was more of a chore for me. I had to fill out 24 cards and I had to do it neatly which is hard for a child with a learning disability. I remember being excited to get card and candy from my classmates. In Fourth Grade,  I received  a Valentine from one of the boys in my class. It wasn't any ordinary Valentine..He had scribbled out all the nice things on the card and wrote how much he hated me. I remember showing it to my fourth grade teacher and she said, "What do you want me to make him make you a new Valentine? Don't be ridiculous. Go sit down." That was the day that I decided that I hated Valentine's Day. I went to a semi private middle school for 5th and 6th grade.  Very few people brought in cards or candy for the class and everyone got one but me. I got the "I ran out of cards, sorry" excuse and the "I ran out of candy, sorry" excuse. My 5th grade teacher scolded my classmates and then told me how sorry he was. I told him that it was okay and that I hated Valentine's Day so that it didn't hurt me that bad. When I was in Sixth Grade I had the same teacher as I had in Fifth Grade.  He remembered what had happened the previous Valentine's Day and decided that we weren't allowed to give out Valentines.

When I transferred schools in Seventh Grade to a public school, We didn't give out Valentines but I did receive  a card and goodies from my English teacher. In Eighth Grade I had a boyfriend when Valentine's Day came. I had worked hard on a card for him the night before and on Valentine's Day I gave him his card and he  didn't give me a thing. When I got to High School, they tried to make everyones Valentine's Day a pleasant one. They would make  2,700 hearts and write the name of a student on each one so every student in the school would have one and then they would plaster them all around the second floor and you had the fun of finding your heart. I found mine the first two years and a friend found mine for me during my junior year. I didn't bother looking for it or sending someone to find it for me. Our school  also sold Carnations for Valentine's Day. You buy them outside the cafeteria during lunch and fill out the card stating the persons name, their homeroom number, and a message. In my senior year, two of my friends told me that they sent me Carnations. I got super excited and I sent them Carnations too. I was sure that this was going to be the Valentine's Day that was going to make me love Valentine's Day again.It snowed on Valentine's Day and we had no school, so the Carnations were delivered the next day. I remember the girl who was delivering them was a girl that was in my next class. She walked into my room, delivered Carnations and then left. I didn't receive mine. After class I found my friends and asked them if they sent me Carnations. They said they did so in my next class I went and asked the girl who was delivering them. She said that it was  not her problem and that I should talk to the teacher who was in charge of the Carnations. He conveniently decided to start his February Vacation early, so he didn't comeback until a week and a half later. When we came back from February Vacation I found my Carnations in the classroom next to mine. The idiotic girl decided not to deliver the flowers to me in the correct classroom that was listed on card and make my life miserable. And when I got my flowers, they were almost dead. I still hated Valentine's Day that day and I hated that girl too for making me miserable. Over the years, people have done thinks to make me hate Valentine's Day even less. Last year, A little girl that I took care of made me a Valentine. When I was in Seventh grade, two girls who were in my class received a ton of candy grams on Valentine's Day and saw that I had none. So they erased what their name and added mine to them and gave them and the candy to me. I hope there will be a time where I can enjoy Valentine's Day as much as I did when I was in Preschool.

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