This is my first valentine.

It’s my dad’s birthday so i usually don’t do anything with any boy.

Last year I went on a date on february 15th… it was a second date…The chosen activity was nice, the person I was with (though,yes nice) really was not someone i liked much - and i realized it on that date. 

The year before I went to the Egyptian theatre and we watched Casablanca. It could have been really nice and romantic, but the person I went with was the opposite of romance. We went together, but we were alone.

And in years prior to that, I just didn’t do anything nor did I get anything for valentine’s day. It was my wish.

Now I’m actually excited for this capitalist love-holiday. I got my boyfriend a present of which I’m very proud. I cannot wait to see his expression when i give it to him. I cannot write here what it is, for he is an avid reader of this blog… however, after I give it to him, I’ll say what it is/was.