My Blue Valentine

With all this new found free time, I feel like doing something productive. And this is the farthest I am willing to go when it comes to working :). I mean writing something is also a fruitful way of spending time right?

Anyhoo, its V Day or D Day for most of us, I don’t want to sound like some chic lit writer but yeah it is some sort of D Day. One of my friends was asked “Did you get any red roses today?” by this guy who is trying to ask her out (for the past one year to be precise)! This fool doesn’t have anything better to ask than embarrass her. I knew he was kind of clueless about doing all this mushy stuff but you don’t have to downright mean right? And in my case I got the perfunctory phone call and a poem (okie I do love corny poems, sue me!). 

So, we have decided to stop feeling sorry and take the day back like in that super corny stupid movie Valentine’s Day, we are going to have an anti-V day bash where we are going to BBQ Nation and hog to death except we will be all dressed up. There will be no battered piñatas but some well deserved guy bashing.

Carpe diem!