Valentine's Day

I officially survived an entire Valentine's Day without feeling depressed about being single. I kow this may sound strange so some of you, but usually I spend some moment during the day lamenting my "single" relationship status, and this time it didn't happen. I even went places and saw other couples looking dreamy and what have you. I was even in Oxford, where every shop window had hearts and every restaraunt was advertsing some amazing dinner just for that night. I even went to a classical music concert with a bunch of girls. And it didn't seem to bother me at all. I'm quite excited. I don't necessarily think this means I've reach some amazing milestone in my progression as a person, but I'm glad that it was a good day.

A funny thing happened, too. My friends and I got dressed up and took a bus into town to go to the concert. When we sat down, someone had taken flowers out of a boquet and left them on the bus seat. So, each of us got a random red carnation from God on Valentine's Day. It was quite nice. I'm not real sure why someone left a whole bunch of carnations on a bus seat, but we didn't mind too much.

The concert we went to was absolutely amazing. We heard the Oxford City Orchestra, and they play Tchaikovsky, Rachmaninov, Bizet, Egard (maybe), and someone else, and it was lovely. The music was romantic, dark, personal and deep. It was interesting to watch people respond to the music while in this amazing concert hall built in the 1600's. People falling in love over classical music is always a bit interesting to watch.

After that, we went and had dessert. And then I walked home with a friend. And read almost the rest of Jane Austen's "Emma". Now, I shall go drink some tea, and read some Matthew Arnold in hopes that I'll figure out what he's talking about.