Valentinez...

Rose Count: The red I got and the yellows I gave.
Things I would have preffered not to hear: Four
An attempt to make something out of nothing worked to perfection via marketing, moony-eyed 2's, 'single-ready-to-mingle' types & me. Hence my school psychology teacher proved wrong to a large extent - "Nothing comes out of nothing". Indeed, madam.
A chocolate to kick off the 'i-m-only-eating-fruits' summer
A margarita, a beer and a vodka to betray yet another 'I quit'
A morning in red, to the spirit of the day.
An afternoon of 'Indian' 'Luxury' to get broke.
An evening spent among people whom i dont relate to, to make them feel just the opposite; challenging my patience, worked through vague words and mostly silence.
A night of little thought and a Titanic re-watch to keep it simple.
A day of numerous 'its my birthday' wake up calls, unfulfilled promises, funny parental suggestions and interrogations, a few 'not again' moments, golden silence, sleeping over plans (again) & hope!