Irony and a NOT Vallentine's Day

Good day sirs, madame. How is yous all doing on this fine and shiny day?

OK. That was a failed attempt at being slightly British. But anywho, the title of this journal sums it all up.

Put simply, I do not celebrate Valentine's Day. I respect the fact that others may celebrate it, go right ahead. But I do not. My logical reasoning is that if you love someone, show them that every single day. Don't just pick this one day of the year to be a 'little more' romantic, or to go out on a special outing. Live everyday like that. What's the reasoning behind having this one day of extra love? None. (Unless you're a corporation such as Hallmark, or a chocolate company.)

There, that's done. Whew, pretty darn short 'rant' for me. Flame me as you will. Actually, this idea is very pathetically ironic to my current life.

The whole idea of loving everyday is wonderful, and I fully support it... I'm just horrible at showing any appreciation, or just complimenting on even the simplest of things, such as a friend's haircut. As out-bursting and crazy as I can be, I'm shy when it comes to telling someone they look good, or even saying "I Love You" to a family member. Now don't get me wrong, noticing and commenting on the most obvious things in life is a good thing; it's a humane thing to do, and can even make someones day. For me however, I'm just always afraid I'll look like an idiot in front of others. That being said probably makes me look like an ungrateful, take-all type of person; but you'll find I'm quite the opposite. Some things just lack in common sense... something I've been trying to build for a long time.

What does this have to do with me? It's very complicated, so I'll keep it short.
I love someone, but fail at showing that. I'm pretty darn sure that's what she's waiting for... either that or I honestly am an idiot; more probable, it's both Well, I do have some idea but... I was stupid last week and let slip I was gonna get said person something. I still want to get something but I don't know if it will have any meaning or ...whatever, yeah nvm don't judge me. I always have to ruin things, eh? 'Tis what makes me who I am, I guess.

Anywho, everything being said, I'm in a jam (of oh so yummy fickle-berries ) and have eaten my way to the bottom. How do I get out? Fu(k if I know. I want to solve everything so everything can be oh-so-happy and joyous once again, honest I do. But that's something that can only be solved by me. Point is to NEVER give up on anything you love, for only too soon may it be gone...

KiRaShi