Timeless Thoughts is a monthly linkup hosted by Georgie and Tara, where bloggers write about something from their past – it could be an item, a place, an event – anything that evokes a trip down memory lane. Timeless Thoughts is held on the first Saturday of the month and runs for two weeks.
With Valentines Day just around the corner, I wanted to join in with hundreds of other bloggers I’ve seen writing posts about valentines day. Apart from of course, the fact that I’m a hopeless romantic and have spent the previous Valentines Days playing video games (I was there when League of Legends experienced a lot of lag on February 14th, 2016 🙄) so I don’t have any “what to get for your other half on Valentines Day” (in short though: love, appreciation and support 💖) posts lined up – unfortunately.
What I am going share with you today is an old, funny, pretty embarrassing Valentines Day story that I will probably never forget. Also, my friends won’t let me live it down so, here is goes… 🤣
When I was around 14/15, I had a huge crush on a boy in my English class – I’m not ashamed to even say that at the time I thought it was love (my burning question nowadays is: what is love? 🤔) I remember talking about him to my friends all the time and trying to talk to him myself whenever I had the chance to.
What about? You know, about Shakespeare’s sonnets, what his interpretation of “And my heart’s right, thine inward love of heart.” and wishing he, like Shakespeare, would compare me to a summer’s day and you know say I’m more lovely and more temperate. 😂
Valentines Day was coming up and one of my friends was part of a group that was selling DIY wooden roses from their Design and Technology class to celebrate the day. If I remember correctly, you could either buy them for yourself or buy them for someone else. Being the real-life cupids that they were, they also delivered the roses to whoever you bought them for.
So naturallllllly, I force a friend to buy me one. TYSM, ILYSM.
OK, now we’ve got that out of the way…
Being very silly, young and having no shame in declaring my love for this guy, I buy one for him. Writing a message that I can’t even remember now but probably an extract from Shakespeare’s sonnets who knows? I mean, younger me would probably – most likely – had done that. I signed it off with a different name, one from a TV show I was watching at the time and I knew he was aware of too.
I tell my one of my cupid friends to deliver it to him PERSONALLY after their form time, she agrees and I agree to wait around his form room before the next class (which was English, actually)
So the day comes around quicker than expected, I was super nervous but excited to watch his reaction and then admit to him that I gave him that rose which was my way of saying “hey, I really really really like you!” It all played out well in my head but reality hits…
My friend comes out of form first and gives me a quick nod and weird look.
I shortly see him come out, looking very annoyed and laughing with his group of friends, loudly ranting, “What the hell is this. Who the hell would do this? Ugh. I don’t get it, this is so f*cking stupid.”
He then continues to walk towards the direction of the nearest bin, rips the little message into pieces and throws it in the bin, with the wooden DIY rose. IN SLOW MOTION I’D LIKE TO ADD.
It’s funny looking back at it, but at the time I was so upset – I almost skipped English class. But instead sat behind him for 1 painful hour brutally interpreting Shakespeare’s Sonnet 139 😅 I can tell you now that the experience has actually helped me be a lot bolder and all cold hard rejections have brought me to greater things (and people) so keep them coming! 👊🏼
Happy valentines day to those who celebrate it! I hope y’all feel appreciated (you deserve it!!)
I’ll see the rest of you (who aren’t doing anything major) on V-day on Steam/Xbox Live, ya know? 👀
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