The only thing worse than Valentine's day itself is thinking that you're going to have a good one.
I have a new boyfriend, of sorts. I just started dating him last friday and I like him alot. I've never had a Valentine, and I was really looking forward to having one this year. So seeing everyone walking around school with their chocolate and flowers didn't bother me...as much as it normally would.
I called him as soon as I got home, eagerly anticipating seeing him. He's sick, but he said to come over anyway. I stopped at the mall on the way there to get him a present to be nice, and of course he didn't get me anything. I don't care, I just wanted to see him. I spent 45 minutes driving down to his house, spent just about the same amount of time there, and then he basically asked me to leave. Not in so many words, but I left crying. I thought I was going to have a good Valentine's day, now I'm wondering if my stupid boyfriend even likes me. Great.