It's V-Day and I don't have a date. No, I don't have a date. The guy who's ambitions and aspirations I liked in the beginning of our "dating" period? Well, it seems now that he is always too busy. Busy to hang out, not convenient to take a study break.
"I hope you don't think I am blowing you off, but it's the timing at this point..."
He says that but I don't believe when people say that anymore. There is always time for the one that you care about enough. There is always an hour or two to spare in a day. I know he likes me, he just likes his work a lot more. I know I like my work too, but the truth is, I kind of miss him and want to spend some time with him. As little time as it may be. Is this too much to ask for?
I was hoping for a low-key dinner followed by a night of cuddling and maybe even his overnight stay at my place. Instead... Instead I've got a bottle of cheap vodka and Bridget Jones's Diary marathon on Bravo.
"I will never get what's so special about Valentine's Day..."
He's right. It's just another day after all.