In the Wake of Valentine's Day

On Wednesday I was blessed with the first snow day of this winter season.... As I sat contemplating on Wednesday evening, this is what I came up with... Valentine's Day (Reposted from Myspace) Current mood: contemplative It's almost over! Only two hours left to my least favorite day of the year! A few weeks ago, I was working with my freshmen on the concepts of Irony and Ambiguity in Literature! Today, as I was sitting at home thanks to a Nor'easter that wasn't, I began to contemplate the Irony of my situation. Irony #1 - Today was supposed to be our first day back after a long weekend style February Vacation. Got the snow day, but I can still see the grass outside my window. Irony #2 - In highschool, I skipped school every year on Valentine's Day. I never had a boyfriend in highschool, so watching the sappy, mushy, gusy couples go to excess because of a day on the calendar was not high on my priority list. My senior year, my mom decided I should face this issue and refused to write me a note excusing me from school. I was not happy. Bottom line, we had a snow day! Irony #3 - I wasn't really dreading going to school today. But ended up being under the weather... I spent most of the day on the couch, sleeping and watching tv. Not the most productive of days. So, as Valentine's Day comes to a close, I've spent the last few hours watching a History Channel Documentary on the St. Valentine's Day Massacre following it up with CMT's 100 Greatest Country Love Songs. After all, who wants to go to bed on Valentine's Day with the image of seven murdered mobsters on the brain! This has been a strange week. I blew off the gym Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday, I got snowed in. Thursday I forgot entirely about a department meeting and my lunch duty and spent the entire day hiding in my classroom (there are days when I feel slightly antisocial at school). Today, my lunch was interupted by both of our school security officers and our school's SRO (Student Resource Officer - the representative from the State Police). My coteacher and I were having lunch and working on our crossword puzzle - something we do everyday. The guys came in and insisted on complaining about how much their Valentine's Day sucked! If there is one thing I hate more than Valentine's Day, it's listening to married and significantly attached people complain about it. Those of us who do not have a Valentine do not want to hear about the fact that your wife isn't speaking to you and you're upset because you actually listened to her for once and got her something she wanted but you screwed up by questioning her activities on a day that she was home with all 4 of your children. We don't care that you were supposed to go out on Saturday night for a $300 dinner with friends who picked up the tab, but you're upset because you didn't get to go because you got sick and were throwing up and you feel bad because you missed out on your Valentine's Day celebration. I don't want to know whether or not you "got lucky" on the big day!!! And when I don't participate in your conversation because I have nothing to say, I don't appreciate your comments about needing to take me out and get some alcohol in me. I didn't ask for your opinion about my need to "loosen up". And I certainly don't want you questioning whether or not I am a "nice, innocent girl" and whether or not I want to stay that way! In the past, I have wished for a Valentine of my own. I would sit at home feeling sorry for myself because I didn't have a special someone in my life. For the first time, I think I am glad I didn't have Valentine. After the quality time with the guys today, I am not really impressed with men in general (please don't be offended if you are male and don't fall into the above category). Note to self: If ever in a meaningful relationship with a guy, don't put much emphasis on Valentine's Day... It seems to suck no matter who you are or what your relationship status is.