next tuesday is Valentine's Day.

as some people might not know,
valentine's day is to commerate St. Valentine,
who attempted to help Christians
escape harsh Roman prisons
where they were often beaten and tortured.

(and for your information,
he was killed by the Romans.

not a joyous occassion to celebrate, uh.)

anyway, someone was mental enough
to declare it as a day when
someone express their love.

and that person who suggested it,
must be out of his mind.

anyway,
a few days ago, i was told
that guys and gals can't be friends
after the age of twenty-one.

of course, what i mean are friends who:
1. share their tears and joy with you;
2. argue with you over who's the cutest gal;
3. tell you that cyndi wang is actually a bitch;
4. etc etc.

i thought about it for a few moments,
and realised that my friend was probably right.

males and females can't really be friends
after the period of adolescence.

unfortunately, this fact is made obvious
by some of the barbarians in the school,
who start hooting (read: whistling)
when they see a guy and a gal
walking together.

this really limit a guy
from interacting (ahem) with the other sex.
And unfortunately,
the hooting is not likely to stop,
unless the guy claims that he is actually gay;
which is highly unlikely, of course.

ban all these barbarians from school, i say.

they are making teenage life a difficult period to endure.