a very UN-valentine

Hey boys.
This post is for you.

To the boys who keep making my roommates cry: Please open your eyes and stop pretending you don't notice. Everyone else notices.

To the cute boy in my class who asked for my number last Thursday: It's been a week and you still haven't called me--I even woke up early yesterday so I had time to do my hair to look cute. For you. And you weren't in class.

To the boys who don't text back: Where the heck are you, and why the heck don't you text back?? If you knew how much ridiculous grief happens when you don't, you might think twice before being stupid.

P.S. I'm sick of making excuses for you {I'm like Gigi in He's Just Not That Into You, "Maybe he lost my number, or he's out of town, or got hit by a cab..."}. So maybe you can stop ignoring us. Or being out of town. Or at work. Or in a basement so far underground that you don't get service.