Oh, It’s that time of year again.
A day where you should over pamper, spoil, devote and display your affections of LOVE to that amazing one person.
It seems I’m not falling into that classification this year.
Yes, you point out that I’m single therefore I may be slightly bitter and not that wrapped up in the whole idea.
You are slightly correct.
But I’m not bitter. I just don’t get too wrapped up in the idea.
If I receive anything on Valentine’s Day it does make me smile, but I do see it as a large excuse for over consumerism and a manipulative and shallow interpretation for a day that really should be rather romantic.
I have scored some pretty cool gifts in the past and have had some great Valentines Days, but I have always stipulated to the boy at the time that it isn’t such a big deal, and if you have to take the time to say “I LOVE YOU” to me on that one day of the year – What’s going on with the other 364 days?
Last year I didn’t expect anything, after two months together with ‘He Who Shall Not Be Named,’ I was actually spending the day at two family members birthdays. The first was a Dinosaur party in the morning for my cousin who was turning Five. The second party was in the afternoon for my other cousin who was turning One (The sugar I consumed that day was marvellous).
Upon my return home, it was rather dark and I was particularly tired I got home entered the house and collapsed on the couch. After about five minutes I received a phone call ( See I had him well-trained – PHONE CALL ) asking me if I was at home and could he come over. He rocked up half an hour later, I opened the door and he just stood there, I glanced up to the left of the front door and saw that stuck to it with gaffa tape was a particularly large bunch of flowers. I asked him – “Oh, how lovely did you just put those there?” to which his reply was “No, I came over this afternoon to surprise you , you weren’t home so I dug around in my pockets found the tape and stuck them to the door knowing that you would find them when you got home”
Awkward Turtle moment right there.
2009 saw me spending the day with a large group of friends watching the Rugby at ME Stadium, going to an all night party with all the Rugby players and then having to work the next day with the hangover from hell, the excessive tiredness ensued that I may or may not have fallen asleep in the toilets at the Casino.
Ok So I went a little off tangent right then but thought you might like to know about my most recent experiences of Valentines Day.
The hype of the day finally arrives, Roses cost quadruple the price of what they will be on February 15th, Restaurants feel that they can increase the price of some dodgy three course meal just because they add a glass of Champers to the set menu ( Which in most cases is a glass of cheap Cava), The soft toy industry is compelled to try and make you buy a Bear that has a heart attached to it and says ‘Be Mine” or for those who feel a little bit sexually emotive a devil with “ I’m your Horny Devil” and then there is the naff “Book of Love” that crops up in you local Print medium, Just take your pick – “Dear Fluffy, You can butter my muffin always , Love Schnookums”.
I was going to post a few more but the ones I found slowly made me want to vomit in my mouth so I refrained from including you in on the experience.
After all of this the hype dies off, and those who are in relationships and got Sweet F.A are left wondering should I be with this person if they don’t even acknowledge our love on Valentines Day?
My answer for you is this. That person has seen the stupidity and commercialism that surrounds Valentines Day and decides it’s not really for them. But I reckon they are the ones that tell you everyday how much they love you and they definitely don’t need one day of the year to have to express their love and devotion to you.
Valentines Day – Don’t Believe the Hype.