Romeo and Juliet (II, ii, 1-2)
Valentines Day. This year, I hate this day. Perhaps this is marriage.
Obviously enough, I am angry and I am sad, and I am sick of being angry and sad. And just because it's a long weekend I am not going to make up.
Roses can never be passe.
I think roses are so fashion and people who dislike them are just attention seeking freaks who would do anything to stand out.
My sister once told me that roses are used in aroma therapy for calming grief, resentment, anger. Its relaxing and an anti-depressant - It lifts the heart ( I love that).
The Body Shop has a new Rose body butter that I am definitely getting for myself. I desperately need rose therapy. May be I will also get myself leftover roses on the 15th and a box of chocolates and hopefully the combo therapy of choco and roses will work its magic - lift my heart.
Don't remember where I read this but Cleopatra wore rose oil when she first met Mark Anthony to "capture his love". And that Romans used to scatter rose petals at weddings (probably to address the resentment), funerals (obviously to calm grief) and banquets to prevent drunkenness (!!?? wherever they got that from)
I once took a Roman/Greek mythology class in uni and I really enjoyed the stories...Aphrodite and Adonis, and Eros (it was as if they were all doped out). So much love and so much hate. So much drama.
I fell more in love with roses.
That's about when I also fell in love.
(oh the irony! Yes, I am rolling my eyes)
Anyway, If I get roses for V-day (which is a long shot because unfortunately, he doesn't have enough brain to think of doing any such thing), I think I will throw them. Love is all lies and whatever he said, St Valentines was a liar.
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