Do I predict a case of the "Grab a boyfriend before V. Day strikes"?

My track record with relationships is awful. I won't lie. One lousy 2 month excuse of a relationship which consisted of me turning into superbitch, while he tried to work out what the hell had changed to the lovely (seemingly tipsy) girl he met 2 weeks beforehand. Basically, I have an awful case of the "I want what I can't have"'s, unfortunately, in my case, this extends into "But if I can have it, I don't want it"'s. Which proves to, apparently, be a turn off for most potential boyfriends. I wonder why...

Not that I'm that bothered, mushy romantic dates don't really do it for me. I'd far rather a night snuggled up in bed reading some must-read novel with a cup of mild coffee and a few tissues, so at least I look like I could emotional over it. Or so I pretend anyways.

But lately, everyone I know has suddenly had the urge to couple together and do the couple things. Everyone, everywhere over the globe, seem to be getting in twos ready for the Noah’s ark of a journey that is the lead up valentines day.

Ergh, it's so predictable. What next? A single read rose and a card from your boyfriend saying "Love your secret admirer". Oh spare me, and pass the bucket. *Vomit*
Am I being a bitter twisted cow? I certainly hope this is not the case. It probably is. Gosh, bitter and twisted before you hit adulthood. SCORE.

So who will join me on this stand for singledom as Valentine sweeps the nation(s) in form of tacky Clintons card, predictable white teddy bears and expired chocolate body paint? I for one, will most certainly, be alone.

If only my cat were here to console me, unfortunately he is stuck on the other side of the world...For another 5 weeks. Maybe I'll just listen to coldplay and weep my lonely heart out? Or maybe I am being ridiculously melodramatic. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.

Well, hope you have seriously better plans then me! Am off now, to go and work those abs into some kind of washboard like submission (I think they call it alternative therapy!)

P.S
I would like to formally apologise to the ex for being ‘that’ girl. I promise I’m not really that awful. I hope your happy doing what your doing with whomever that is. x

P.S.S

I know, that is very big of me.