rêves d'une âme perdue: inclined confusion

The pink and red surround me. It makes me feel like a child, fluttering through an elementary school classroom. I look to the walls and the decorations for the colorful indications of specific holidays. Now? February. My birth month. The deemed month of love. Even Starbucks has those pretty cups with hearts on them.

The rosy colors have been alluring reminders to express love for people in our lives. I still firmly believe that the expression of love should not be isolated to one specific day. Instead, it should be expressed every day. But it's nice to have that specific day to force the loved ones to do something nice for you. I am quite happy and content with that idea. I refuse to complain about being spoiled! :]

The boyfriend is off at school. This is how life will be for the next few years. As my newsfeed flooded with photos of flowers and extravagant gifts, I could not help but feel a tinge of envy. The posts were focused on the material worth of the item. Perhaps some thought was given to the love fostered in the items. Hrm, I highly doubt it. I believe a majority of the people who posted (gift) photos did not give much thought to the simplest thing: their ability to be close to each other. That is what I envy.

I just want my boyfriend here. With me. Even for just a day. I want to be close to him. But he's far away on a desolate island to study for class, to work and volunteer in-between, and to frolic on pretty beaches. Boo.

I'm still grateful for everything. I need to be more alert and count my blessings more often.

Valentine's Day 2012 Breakdown:

• Woke up to find a card from my mother. It was the sweetest thing, ever.
• Woke up to an adorable text from the boyfriend.
• Ate Trader Joe's chocolate in class to stay awake. Utter failure.
• Spent part of the afternoon with my father.
• Received a video surprise from the boyfriend: a Lego stop motion video ^__^
• Spent my evening at Starbucks. Studied.
• Chatted and had a small HIMYM date with the boyfriend.