Usually on Valentine's, as I did in high school, I would write a scorching essay filled with bile and venom at the state of love and infatuation amongst people of my generation, but instead...
It's amazing how a night out with a good friend, plus a couple of pitchers of beer, can turn one's spirits.
For the first time since I hit puberty, I had a very enjoyable Valentine's. I went out to a couple of bars with a friend of mine, who was feeling scorned on this day, had a few pitchers of beer, and very many laughs with her and several other friends. And the most surprising part was that these other friends were with their signifigant others, and it didn't irk me or annoy me, as per usual.
Maybe it was something different about the person I spent the day with. Perhaps it was the alcohol. Whatever it was, I didn't feel the animosity and phlegmatic feelings rise up within me.
I hope you all had as enjoyable a day as I did.
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