Last Monday I woke up around 08:00 am. When I checked the time from my phone, I panicked because it ran out of battery so alarm clock wouldn’t work. I jumped out of the bad and noticed that I was running late. I went to bathroom to take a shower. I switched on hot water, disappointment. It was ice cold. I went down stairs and saw a note on the boiler saying out of service. ‘What a good start for a day’ I thought. I boiled some water in the cattle and put that in a bucket and then added some cold water. At least I washed my hair. I dressed up and went down for breakfast. I was out of cereals.
I picked up my bag and rushed out of house. I was at Docklands Light Rail station at Elverson Road and saw that trains wouldn’t go to Bank station because of signal failure. I went to Canary Wharf and took Jubilee Line to Stratford then from Stratford I get on train to Liverpool Street. When I finally arrived at Liverpool Street Station, I had already missed the first class. As I walked to INTO Centre, I saw flower sections and people with bouquets in their hands. I thought today must be a special day. I went to INTO’s cafeteria first floor and noticed what was special about it, 14th of February Valentine’s Day. There was a minor decoration consisted of heart shaped shiny cards.
To be honest, I don’t have a girl friend now since I don’t really have time for that. You know it takes time to have a relationship and effort. Nowadays I have to focus on my studies.
Some people were really happy talking about Valentine’s Day, boy and girl friends, flowers, chocolates and Valentine’s Day cards. Some people said it’s just commercial nonsense. Why do we need one day or a special day to express our feelings to our lover?
In my case, even it’s a commercial nonsense or a really important day to celebrate with the beloved ones, for one day I forgot about the beginning of the day and got rid of my stress, found myself thinking about love. I don’t really know why, but I think I had a sparkle of envy for those who would celebrate their Valentine’s Day with their ‘sweetheart’.
At the end, when I finished school, I went home and called my mother and sister to celebrate their Valentine’s Day and sent a couple of e-mails to couple of important people in my life.
Also Valentine’s Day is a good excuse to buy and eat 3 big packs of chocolate. Nobody noticed that they were my gift to myself.
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