Some Valentine’s Day thoughts

I went outside the school building thinking that my mom would be there already. When I didn’t see the car waiting for me, I had a bad feeling that my dad would be picking me up. I was right; he said he’d be there soon, but “soon” for him could mean anytime between now and 7:30 p.m. Grumpily, I made my way to the waiting area with Angelica.

And then I saw him. That cute guy I saw at the hip-hop party, the Chinese version of John Mayer. He was waiting there, and he looked so cute I couldn’t help staring. And that’s when I noticed this huge-ass card he was holding.

“Angelica, look. It’s that cute guy!” I exclaimed.

She turned towards his direction. “Yeah. But he’s not really my type though.”

Not paying attention to what I said, I continued staring at him again. I sighed. “He’s obviously taken though. I mean he wouldn’t be waiting here if he was single. And look! He’s carrying a card.”

“So he is,” she said. “Well, you never know. Maybe their relationship could be standing on rocky ground right now, and the moment he sees you he’ll fall in love with you instantly.”

I had to laugh at that, because it was very unlikely to happen. My hair was disheveled, my face was oily, and I could actually smell myself because I just came from playing a basketball game. (I didn’t know that I could run and dribble a ball simultaneously, and then make a basket. My team lost though, but still. Maybe I’m not at all that bad in sports.) And even if he found me attractive for some magical reason, he probably wouldn’t give me a second glance. It didn’t seem like their relationship was standing on rocky ground. I could tell because he obviously took pains in finding the right clothes, and he kept straightening his shirt and combing his hair. He was a guy in love.

“Whoever his girlfriend is, she is one lucky bitch,” I said wistfully. And then out of nowhere, I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. Naturally I didn’t let anyone see it; my pride always comes first. But seeing that made me feel this huge stab of loneliness. I really do think that his girlfriend is very lucky to have him; Chinese John Mayer looks like one of the very, very few decent guys left here on earth. He’s obviously a romantic too. I mean he actually went all the way to school to wait for his girlfriend. How sweet is that?

And then now that I come to think of it, I don’t think Tonic really loved me. Seriously…he said “I love you” about a million times and made dozens of passionate speeches. But he never really showed it much. I suddenly felt a hatred for all guy-kind. I was seriously convinced that all the decent guys out there are taken, and that there aren’t any left for me.

I was curious to know who his girlfriend was, but I’d probably burst into tears upon seeing them together.

“Wanna wait for our dads inside?” I asked Angelica.

She nodded. “Sure. Let’s go.”

So yeah. Don’t eat too much chocolate. Happy Valentine’s everyone.