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Monday, February 2, 2009

Count Me Out. Let Me Be A Hermit This Year


It’s the first day of February, and as always people are raving about Valentine’s Day. All the happy single people have been putting up with the effort of looking for their right match, at least for Valentine’s--- you know, someone they can have some great conversation with, or maybe watch a Valentine movie with, or maybe dinner, or maybe have an awesome one-night stand.

Count me out. Let me be a hermit this year. I’ve had everything planned out already---- I will be spending my Valentine weekend alone at the beach. I have made my reservations already, and all I need is a nice bottle of sweet wine, 3 packs of Marlboro, a couple of romantic movies downloaded in my laptop, some nice board shorts, my camera and my snorkel. J I’m going back to my water-baby roots.

Now don’t get me wrong. If I had a choice, I’d spend Valentine’s with someone rather than just sulk down alone. I mean, nothing sounds better than having a hand to hold on Valentine’s Day . Last year was the greatest actually, my then- lover and I went to Clark and Manila, stayed at a nice hotel, ate like 20 times a day and had sex like pornstars.


I guess I’ve spent a lot of good Valentine’s in the past that there could only be bad one’s left. I hope not.

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