zenn bites...

ahhh...now that we've gotten the "requisite" lovey dovey greeting outta the way... *grin*

it's that time of the year again - ridiculously-priced flowers, gushy couples canoodling in the streets, expensive twin set meals with names like "rib-i heart you" and "sweet beginnings shitty endings" and whatnots, pink and red hearts aplenty. ah love, sweet love.

well, for those who have found their special someone, or at least, that someone who is temporarily holding other flowers at arms' length so as to better smell your scent, AND who bother to be part of this commercialized farce - good on you. i hope you have a great time and not burn too big a hole in your pocket.

to the others who, like me, either don't have a specific darling to spend the night (in bed) with, and/or who don't care for valentine's day much (though that doesn't mean that "happy valentine's day" greetings don't make me feel loved hee) - kinda sucks doesn't it, how all the couply ads and the nauseating gushiness are so in-your-face. *grimace* and no, it's not sour grapes or whatever, just...i guess valentine's day's never meant all that much to me, and the whole load of expectations that come with these 24 hours is just silly.

love is all around, you just have to open your eyes wide enough to see it, and learn how to appreciate it. not just for today, (cliched, yes) but everyday. i'd much rather have long-term happiness than just one day of sweet lovin' and 364 days of hell.

a couple of friends stared at me in disbelief a few weeks ago, when i mentioned that i've never received a bouquet of flowers in my life. they (one guy who sends flowers often, and one girl who gets flowers often) kinda looked at me like i'm some poor deprived little girl whom nobody loves =(

i guess i've just never gone out with anyone who thinks that flowers are a big deal (or who thinks that i'm worth sending a bouquet to). coming to think of it, i don't believe any of my boyfriends ever gave me flowers. it has always been the close friends (males and females) who give me lovely stalks that i dry (when dry-able) and hang around the house.

it's always a sweet surprise to get flowers, but it's not exactly a necessity to me. i seriously doubt i'll appreciate it if my guy spends a few hundred bucks on 999 roses. i mean, it's so over-the-top, and i can think of a million other ways that that money can be put to better use. plus, where in the world am i supposed to find the space for 999 stalks of roses to rot?

that said, i love my daddy for getting a rose each for mum, fawn and me. he's so sweet he makes my heart melt. *gooey smile* (for the record, i don't have favorites, but if anyone wants to get me roses, i love those with thorns) hee.

have a lovely day everyone *blows kisses and plays with cupid's arrows* =)