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This week had Valentines Day in it and like every other ALT (look it up) I had a heap of home-made sweets (Giri choco? look it up) on my desk by the end of the day. And then a few more the next day. And again today some more. The affection and flattery from jr high school ladies is nice and all in it’s own innocent and gosh darn wholesome way– but man there is never a time during the day or my life when I stop and think, “What I really need to eat right now is Chocolate.” If we are talking shakes, I will go with strawberry, and ice cream, I will ask for probably some kind of sherbet. If we are discussing candies and the ones I will go for in a candy dish, I will say that I like the red-flavor ones. But not the hot red-flavor, no, the artificial cherry flavor kind.
The sweets were (most still are) wrapped in clear little cellophane bags with translucent heart decorations. They were kept shut with either gold foil twisties or hear-shaped plastic discs similar to the ones that keep my bread bags closed. It is a very cute industry, this Valentines deal. They help you do it all just how you are supposed to. But that’s where I fail because I can’t eat all these gifts. I can be satisfied with the thought and time that they put into making them (keep in mind that they make and produce bunches of these things), which like those old beer commercials tastes great and is far less filling.

Also, I gave kids conversation hearts to try in the Valentines Day lesson that I made. It does not help that I helped myself to so much of that wickedly sweet english teaching material. Now I am see why they sell those only once a year- because you can only eat so much till the mere thought of another yellow heart saying “U R A 10″ begins to grind away at whats left of your teeth and very soul.