Valentine's Day...

Well, I have always tended to dislike holidays 'coz of the hypocrisy of them. The whole "I need an excuse to get together, and excuse to be nice" We really don’t need and excuse for this things… and besides this “Valentine’s Day” is supposed to be about love and friendship… not only love, and people without a “special someone” tend to have a really sucky day, and I hate to see some of friends depressed and all… but still, a day such as this is worth celebrating. Despite the double standards, the lonely miserable people and the money expending… I like “the vibe” (yikes!!! I sounded too much like my bro).

I wanted to surprise Mariel, so I told her I really hated this day. But.

But I made the necessary arrangements to buy some Pocky (her favorite candy) and went through lots of problems to wrap them (I wanted to make it look original, and believe me… when I want to be original at something… well there is nothing that can stop me ^-^).

As is this whole day was plotted against me… shitty things started to happen. In my school they decided to present the new “Who knows what” and forced all high school students to attend to an auditorium… so I couldn’t see her in the morning. As soon as I knew that the conference was over I started looking for her… but I couldn’t find her!!! SHE WAS NO WHERE AROUND! And she didn’t pick up her cell phone. I must have spent a good couple of hours, with the pocky melting under the sun looking all over for her. I was beginning to fell… upset.

After what I swear were two hours under the sun looking all over for her I got one of her friend’s cell phone number and I called her. She told me that Mariel left early to one of her girl friend’s house…. DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I called Mariel to Marilyn’s and talked to her… she told ‘coz I told her I didn’t like this day she went to her friend’s house.

That’s what happens to me for trying to make a surprise. Of course she is not to be blame… neither do I… err… none is to blame.

I talked to my dad about the possibility of skipping my 7-10 pm class to go see her… he didn’t agreed and them gave me the whole “grades speech”. Blah.

After a while, around 8 pm I decided to fuck class and go with Mariel, but of course thing weren’t to be easy for me: Quique decided to wait for me and leave home at 10 pm… THANK YOU FUCKING MUCH SHIT HEAD!

My brother offered to pick him up… but I didn’t want him to change his plans just ‘coz Quique wasn’t man enough to go home and face my dad (apparently Quique got himself into lot of problems and was avoiding him ‘coz my dad told Quique that he wanted to have a chat with him). I couldn’t just leave Quique behind… and I really wanted to see Mariel… so I decided to go see her and then return to pick Quique up and be back at home before my dad could suspect anything about me skipping class. ARGH!

I did it… I was able to go and see Mariel, give her a kiss, a hug and her present… and spent a little, A LITTLE, time with her. I was able to stick around from 8:30 to 9:15 approx.

It was troublesome and hard but it was worth it.

So my lesson for the day: “if you want to surprise someone make sure it would work and stop saying that you don’t care when you do.”