Don't be my Valentine...

This was from farest the best v-day I ever had. I went to a party in a club called "The non-Valantine Party" (or whatever the called it!) and had the time of my life. My and my friends danced all night and if that wasn't enough a really cute barman flirted with me the whole night... well... needless to say that I kissed him. Later on another guy asked my phone number. I really don't think any of them will call me, and then again, I don't want them to call me... Like I said I WANT to be single.
I thought my night was over by then, but as I stayed in line with my friends to pay our cards, I saw this guy that a had a crush last year and I thought that he didn't even know I exist... Well, he does, and he made sure he told me how pretty he thought I was... I blushed right there, I didn't see that coming and I love it... He is so shy and I could notice that the only reason the got the balls to tell me that was b/c he was a little drunk. I know I kissed the other dude, but you know what, who cares, I couldn't let the opportunty go of kissing him b/c I wanted more than anything else and if I had known he was there, I wouldn't even had notice the first dude.
But you know what, I'm single, nobody pays my bills and I kiss whoever and how many guys I want. I just regret not telling him to call me, but then again, he IS the perfect catch, and I don't think I need one of those right now...