The Valentine Thread

[PershsNhpios]

"I thought I might go to Mukenai."

By the gods - I wish I were in Hellas, regardless of female attention!

Am I the only member of the forum who actually forgot there was a Valentine's Day, and it's date, until coming to this thread? My nephew's birthday is the 14th - I forgot Valentine and I forgot him too!

There are some miserable souls lurking this forum.. my my.. I remember the shallow days of Valentine in the High School yard, when I believed it to be a silly game that children grew above eventually.. ha!

If there is a virtuous soul who belittles the consumerism that surrounds these exploited shopping spree holidays, and who will easily present to me a gift in each day, and not on occasion - without falsehood - when this lovely creature of innocence and pretended blindness to the modern craze would exist - she's the wife for me!

[Scurvy]

If there is a virtuous soul who belittles the consumerism that surrounds these exploited shopping spree holidays, and who will easily present to me a gift in each day, and not on occasion - without falsehood - when this lovely creature of innocence and pretended blindness to the modern craze would exist - she's the wife for me!

good luck.

[PershsNhpios]

Ha ha ha!
Do not misunderstand me - I could not ignore the many girls I have known and have refused them friendship and gifts; for indeed I have very chivalrous customs for my own, and have held them since I was a young child;
I mean that unless I run upon a certain lady who harnesses no fickle vices or greed in her spirit, (as I have inevitably found in all others..), I shall not be considering marriage. Or indeed anything other than a firm friendship.

Recently I thought I had discovered such richness of soul in a girl my age.

However, when I was staying at the house of her family for a week, one day she returned from work with a jewelry box which she said a friend had found in an evicted residence.
She and her friend had divided the box up like loot.
I watched her fight playfully and girlishly with her sisters over gold and silver, and they became bitter, like dogs.
A brooch, of carefully carved wood in parts - possibly a valuable heirloom to someone, was cast out in the garbage because it was not fashionable enough.

At that moment I became once more disillusioned and disappointed with my age-group and with yet another girl whom I had focused myself upon. I am confident that I shall not find what I ask of a lady until I am much older.
I hope that I am incorrect.

Surely, a beautiful girl who is sought after by every boy in her school, and charming no doubt in her playfulness.
But she is disloyal, greedy and weak - and I want nothing more than to remain her friend and do what I can to make her a wiser being.
I do not want to give to her flowers on Valentines Day and hope she will do something physical with me.