Day three brought me no bears (still hibernating, lazy sods), a pretty nasty crash with a snowboarder, but no actual crashes that were my fault. Which hopefully means that I'm improving. It also brought me mild sunburn. Factor 15 doesn't cut the mustard, apparently. To make up for the lack of bears in my life, I bought myself this little fella:
I haven't named him yet, but he's currently living around my neck until I can pop into my jewellers, when he will make a delightful addition to my charm bracelet.
I smugly thought I'd avoid any singleton angst this Valentine's Day as I am on another continent. But alas, it found me.
I received one proposition of coupledom that I just did not want, or expect, and which will make life extremely awkward on my return to university (I politely declined, but I don't think that will help that much).
I didn't hear from the boy I like. This is a funny one, as I'm not big on Valentine's - yes, I'm one of those justifying, slightly bitter singletons - yet it would have been nice to know that he was thinking about me. Which he clearly wasn't; as previously stated, I'm not actually sure if he's interested in me romantically or if he sees me as some cool chick who makes good cupcakes and can give him a run for his money on FIFA.
I'm in a refusing to settle mood with boys at the moment. I've always had boys who like me despite my ugly jumpers/odd haircuts/love of kigus, mouse ears et al, but I think the next one I would like to like me because of those things. Because that's what makes me, well, me. I can't hide my batshit-crazy side for ever, so I'd better find someone who likes it.
In the meantime, however, I'm in a beautiful hotel in Canada, with mouse ears, fudgsicles, and Season One of Downton Abbey. So life's actually pretty great, bumbling along, all aloney on my owney.
I hope that the coupled-up amongst you received cards with wonderful sentiments, beautiful bouquets and lovely gifts. As for the Singletons (my people), any secret admirers appear out of the woodworks? Any romantic brags to be made? I'm in a mood to hear some seriously fuzzy stuff, so feel free to share!
Also, how brilliant are these cards? I'm not too sure how to image source this, it was uploaded to Facebook this morning and has been shared 14,000 times (and counting), so some of you have probably seen them...
The Trotsky one is my absolute fave.