Survival Guide To Valentines Day

Sorry this wasn't already posted first thing this morning, the internet was being a hobo.



We all know about how some people feel about valentines day, for some people, it's their "favorite holiday of the entire year" and all their savings are spent buying heart - shaped balloons that either pop or get thrown away after you've given it to someone, flowers that wilt, chocolates that get eaten, dates that are forgotten and jewelery that gets 'stolen'. Yes, these hopeless romantics have it baaad. Especially seeing as they go and do it all again and suffer the exact same thing the next year.


Then we have the more cynical types, they do nothing on this glorious occasion and make it clear to the world that they couldn't give a shit... When you know that deep down they are wondering why they didn't get any gifts or cards this year, or the year before that.


You also have the "sensible" folk. Who believe that you don't have to wait for a special day to come once a year to acknowledge your loved one. Valentines day should be every day.


And last but not least you have the "Money Savers" who feel that it isn't necessary to spend millions on stupid gifts when they could be used for something much more important. Sure, Valentines Day is important, but a homemade card will do just fine.


I would say i'm a balanced combination of all three of them. 
So, which one are you? Hopeless Romantic? Cynical Viewer? Or Money Saver?

Oooh the stress! Where's my lip gloss?... Eep! Jelly Legs

Don’t know whether to feel nervous, excited or sick, so I shall just settle for “jelly legs”. In case you have never experienced the “jelly legs” emotion, it is when you are so hyped about something your legs feel like they will never work again… this can also occur after a nice set of lunges around the track at gym, which I have experienced more than once.

I have been asked to a Valentine’s Day Ball, at another school, where I know no one except the person I have been asked by and their brother… Help? It’s considered pretty cool to be asked to another school’s ball, but I don’t know how cool it is to make an utter tosspot of yourself… I’m guessing not very.

Oh yes, and I haven’t mentioned the best part yet, as it is an Afrikaans school (I am in South Africa after all, it was bound to happen sometime,) I am going to have to do a traditional Afrikaans dance called the “Sokkie” or the “Langarm”, which means the “sock” or the “long arm”. Do not ask me why it is called that, because I am probably about as clueless as you are at this point.

Don't get me wrong, the guy who asked me is really sweet - it's just as well otherwise the folks wouldn't have let me go anyway. So I'm guessing it shouldn't be too hard.. he'll teach me.. right?

 The Sokkie is done with a partner, which lifts the chances of me making a fool of myself even higher, and is normally done with socks on or bare foot… Although I’m not sure we shall be taking our shoes of… You never know.  

The theme is “Casino” which is a pro on my list, (unlike the sokkie thing, which is a con) because how fun would that be? Imagine the possibilities, the dresses, the hair,  the SHOES… God, I’ve just realised I am SO like my mother.

And of course, what would I do without my bestest friend in the whole wide world – nicknamed Noodlez… Her advice is my rock, as you can see by the conversation we had via text last night:

Feel the Fire: I have officially been invited to the annual ---------- Valentine ’s Day ball of 2011.

Noodlez: Loser! Haha enjoy! Good luck, pucker up and so forth.

FTF: Thanks for the support you loser, on the bright side – I get to buy a new dress, shoes etc. My mom’s very excited *Rolls eyes*

Noodlez: Haha at least you can get pampered! Get your hair done and so forth so you can show all the Afrikaans girls up!

FTF: Fanks, for some reason that made me feel so much better.. And I’m not even being sarcastic, good job you psycho!

Noodlez: Haha, it’s what I do! What else are sexy BFF’s for if not for making  you feel better about going to a Afrikaans ball where you will know absolutely no one. I say snog them all, that’s what I would do..

FTF:…….

Ahhh, yes, she really is wise. Not that I would ever take her advice in a million years.. but she can cheer you up, I’ll give her that.