Valentinstag <3<3

Happy Valentine's Day (: (:

It's odd. I never knew, but i realise that i expected today, valentine's day, to be different from any other calendar day. Not different personally, but i think i was looking for the atmosphere in the whole of Melbourne to be different - brightened, you know? Filled with anticipation of the what if and excitement as people have little heart shaped dreams fulfilled. But from morning to afternoon while commuting to manyyy different places, i didn't see anything to convince me today was different; an alien would hardly have imagined that today was valentine's day. It is sad... (Apart from anna thang - you absolute darling.)

Then on the way home from chaddy, I saw lots of avila girls at the station and the busstop, and I couldn't help but smile and feel so, so happy! They were crossing the road, idling by the train station, standing in groups chatting; but the difference is that there were girls holding little bears, prettily wrapped flowers, longstemmed roses. Wrapped in red, it just couldn't help but catch attentions. It was absolutely charming. If I distance myself from them by the fact that I'm not in high school any longer, I have the 'right' to say this. :P

Valentine's day in one aspect is very, very commercialised, but even so, surely we can keep the spirit and tradition alive, personally? It's all very worthy to be anti-establishment as we grow older and more world-wise, but there's just something so very refreshing and happiness-inducing to see the high school kids get caught up in valentines day. Admittedly there are politics and competition involved in the high school world, and maybe it's not very nice if you didn't receive anything - there are always other years - but i do wonder why i see it less and less as people age. Is it done because it's the done thing of the day? Or is it childish?

Because I really do trust that at the heart of valentine's day, it is the simple profession of love from someone to another. It's just so, so sweet to see those girls carrying those longstemmed roses, and it just makes me feel warm and so fulfilled in an odd way inside (: I think it's such a time-treasured way. Maybe, only just maybe, we're too smart for our own good by being anti-establishment and anti-commercialism and anti-whatthereis, and maybe some things can be taken at face value? For the sweet nature they were given in, and for the simple delight they bring, and even if it's not so, maybe we can keep believing it. Because it does make me happy.