My Sweet Valentine

Ok. I’m settled at my new place. Somehow. Things are still strewn about but I’m taking a break. Like the 185 other break I’ve took between Monday and now.

A sweet thing happened to me today.

This afternoon while taking out the trash out of my new place, I saw a group of high school kids from the nearby school loitering around my old apartment complex (I moved just 2 house down) and looking intently at the mailboxes. Then one of them spotted me, looked shock, and without the subtlety that you fully expect a teenager to be without anyway, pointed at me and said something to his group of friends.

You know what?

I got a Valentine. O.0 FROM A HIGH SCHOOL KID.

“Did you, ah…moved? Ah…” Awkward! Awkward!

Turns out that they have been observant enough to know which mailbox was mine. They just didn’t know that I had recently moved. Even more super observant to know that I was into handmade cards, and that I like pink and purples.

It turns out that the guy always noticed that I read scrapbooking magazines (which is deduced by his gal pals to mean that I like handmade stuffs) and that he often see me with Lincraft bags (which is deduced by his gal pals to mean I like artsy fartsy stuffs, or is artsy fartsy myself). Pink and purple, because those same gal pals have taken it in their stride to observe me from a distance and find out what kind of person I am.

All of them should consider a career in private investigating after they’re done with school. If this kid carries on being as attentive and observant as that, he will go very far in life and love. Seriously.

The card was what you’d expect a guy would turn out to make. But I couldn’t care less. I love that card for the fact it was made for me, by someone who won’t normally make cards. Or never cared to (otherwise he would have better skills). I wonder what kind of mickey he had to endure from his guy pals when it comes to that card.

The quote on the card:

“When love beckons to you, follow him,

Though his ways are hard and steep.

And when he speaks to you believe in him,

Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.”

That means he also observe me reading Gibran countless times while wait for the bus. Had he read that line further though, he would have realized the next line was “For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.”

He needs to know how to spell, though.

The envelope says “To: The lady with long strait hair”. He wisely left out the word “chubby”, “pudgy” or “short” in his description. Good boy!

“Happy Valentines Day. I hope you don’t think am a werdo. I think you’re the most beutiful and sexii girl have ever seen. I just want you to know how I fell about you. I always see you when I wait for the bus. I’m the guy with Billabong black and silver bag. I’m 6ft and the one with brown hair and blond hilites. Soemtime I bring a tennis racket for gym class. I like tennis.”

I tried very hard to keep a straight face. Not that I think it’s ridiculous and funny, but because I think it’s cute despite all the spelling errors. He wrote it assuming he won’t be giving it to me personally so in case I wouldn’t know who he is he added a description of himself. That “I like tennis” part was so random. This guy is five years younger than me, and already he is way taller than me.

I told him that this was the first ever Valentine card that I felt was truly made for me and me only, and I appreciate it. It is very special to me. But unfortunately I already have a man I’m madly in love with.

I hope his friends won’t give him a hard time when they find out. But I know he has really good, steady friends proven by the way they go out of their way to help him.

I am sooo flattered though. A Valentine from a total stranger, someone I never noticed noticing me and then making me a card. And he just called me the most ‘beutiful and sexii’ girl he has ever seen despite being surrounded by hormonal charged females in high school.

When I’m 40, I can look back at the day I had the power to pull a handsome man 5 years younger than me. (Yes. He was so damn cute.)

I didn’t get chocolates though. So I guess he still have a lot to learn.