Bae-less on V-Day 2.0: Is it Me?

Picture it Valentine’s Day, February 14, 2001
In elementary school,  I wrote a two page love letter to a boy in my class. The first side was a name poem and the other side was a reasons why I like you list and a roses are red, violets are blue poem. I remember thinking I was being smooth by putting it on his desk when he was away and waiting for him to find it. In a matter of 6.7 seconds he arrives at my desk and asks me if I wrote the letter. Panic set in so I did what any sensible woman in 3rd grade would do…LIE. I would’ve gotten away with it too if it weren’t for the four other 3rd graders sitting in my group who all decided that today they would aid in my demise by revealing the already public fact that I had a crush on this boy.
For a very long and awkward 5 minutes we went back and forth about the who done it in this letter-gate scandal, until finally he looked me in the eye and asked me “did you write the letter?” I sheepishly reply, “yes.” In that moment I had accepted my defeat and prepared an itemized list of reasons why he would never want to go out with me in my head. To my surprise and of course to my delight he smiled and said “ok…let me think about it.” He walks away from my desk and sits at his and comes back two seconds later with a note and he hands it to me with a smile. In the note he wrote yes inside of a heart. It was on that day that I began my first committed relationship.
That relationship lasted about two weeks and I was absolutely devastated when we decided to call it quits, but I stayed strong and went on with my life. However, I could never look at him the same again.
I wish I could be making this up, but I couldn’t if I tried. That relationship meant so much to me and it was then when I realized how much a man can hurt you at the tender age of 6 and I was never the same again…ok seriously all jokes aside elementary school relationships were very serious, but it was nothing that I couldn’t get over.
In the spirit of Valentine’s Day I just wanted to share my first Valentine’s Day experience with you all. I also wanted to share something that I realized about that experience when I thought about it the other day.
I often think of that incident as just being extremely ridiculous–which it was, but the other day I realized that ridiculous or not I was so bold for that move. Of course you’re probably like “girl bye! It was third grade how many inhabitions can you have?!” But seriously I was the shy won’t even lift my head to say hello to you child, but the day I laid eyes on that man I knew I had to have him and so I shot my shot and made a home run! #Touchdown
Now you’re probably like where on earth is she going with this story? This is where I’m going. The other day while shopping for lonely day snacks that story popped into my head and I realized how bold I was for doing that and then I thought is that why I’m going to be a Lonely Lisa on Valentine’s Day this year? Have I’ve developed too many inhibitions?
I’ve lost my sense of whatever happens happens and gained a new sense of “omg feelings! This is too much! Abort mission!” And that attitude often leaves me finding my love life in the bottom of a popcorn bowl. I’m writing this to tell you don’t be like me!
In other words SHOOT YOUR SHOT! You all have 3 days to snag-a-bae! Believe it and you can achieve it!:
So Be bold and remember: YOU DESERVE LOVE AND AFFECTION JUST LIKE ANY ONE ELSE SO GO OUT AND GET YOU SOME! DON’T LET YOURSELF OR ANYONE ELSE STOP YOU FROM MEETING YOUR YANG. GO OUT THERE AND SERVE YING TEASE BOO!
And if you aren’t feeling V-Day that’s cool too. There’s nothing wrong with being single on a holiday that’s about ‘love.’ You can love yourself 365-366. Love surrounds you everyday. You don’t need chocolates, teddy bears, and flowers to show you that, but hey if you’re getting it…I ain’t mad at you boo!
Enjoy your love day homies! If you’re curious to see what my last bae-less v-day was like click here to read “Bae-less on V-Day.”
-xoBazey
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