A Personal Valentines Miracle?

It's officially the "season" that this otherwise hopeless romantic ironically becomes a cynical spiteful curmudgeon. Because of the year's date and its significance to her, this year's "holiday" will serve to either exacerbate these feelings or replace them with more holiday-appropriate overwhelming joy, dependent on a specific miracle.

Valentine's Day is 2 weeks away now...

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...making this officially the "season" that [for blatantly selfish reasons]...

...this OTHERWISE hopeless romantic...

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...ironically becomes a cynical spiteful curmudgeon.

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This year being 2014 presents a particularly special opportunity for me to be EITHER:

(A) ESPECIALLY OVERJOYED

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OR

(B) ESPECIALLY DISAPPOINTED

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...based on the fact that this is the 10th Anniversary of my favorite film

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...which I inevitably end up resorting to watching alone in my room nearly every Valentine's Day since... for lack of a figure of mutual romantic interest in my life to have plans with, or because the figure of mutual romantic interest at the time refuses to participate in or even acknowledge the day. (The latter of which has on more than one occasion caused his best friends to feel compelled to buy me flowers or take me out to make up for the insolence of their stupid friend.)

If I were to foolishly hold out one hope for a miracle this year...

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...it would be for someone

[with whom I share legitimate romantic chemistry]...

(i.e.; not a sympathetic friend)...

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(I totally appreciate it, I really do, but at 27, "anti-dates" to make up for the lack of real dates seem to only make me hyper aware of my foreveraloneness, not distract from it.)

...to voluntarily accompany me for my

[remarkably inexpensive and simple]

Ultimate Valentine's Day 2014 Dream Activity

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...thus breaking the curse and dissolving my bahumbuggery...

...and growing my two-sizes-too-small heart...

...THREE SIZES THAT DAY!

Bearing in mind my general proximity to the location of my Dream Activity --and therefore its at least remote plausibility-- I realize I ought to be a good sport and believe in miracles whilst also abstaining to the best of my ability from negative commentary on the "holiday", despite its unavoidable merchandising being shoved down my eyeballs' throat over the next few weeks.

But in the more likely event that this does not come to fruition, I will validate the opening line of my favorite film by indulging in the 10th Annual solo viewing of it. (Which in itself is the hint of the ultimate wish.)

"Random thought for Valentine's Day 2004:

Today is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap. I ditched work today. I don't know why. I took a train---"