I hate Valentines day.
That’s not purely because I’ve spent every single Valentines day that I have been alive, alone, and wondering when it’ll finally be my turn… No. I mean, that certainly doesn’t help the situation, but it’s not the main reason.
Mainly why I hate Valentines day, is due to the fakeness of it all. I’ll walk around the shops, say, I’ll pop into Clintons, and what do I see? Dozens of printed cards spawning the same meaningless words, over and over again. What does it mean? What does a card, complete with words that you couldn’t be bothered to write yourself, sent to another person mean?
“Here, I got you card… Except, the words in it aren’t mine!”
“Oh, how… Thoughtful. I’ve always wanted to know how much a random stranger loves and needs me!”
It’s terrible. It’s wrong. It’s commercial.
It’s the same for Christmas cards, and Birthday cards. I hate buying them, and I’m not keen on receiving them. Unless they are something someone has taken the time and effort to produce themselves, or completely devoid of printed words inside (and outside), then they mean nothing.
Then, what about the pure fact that everyone seems compelled to show their love and adoration for their partner on this one day? Where’s the spontaneity people?
It’s not romantic to conform to what is expected of you, but it is romantic (at least I think), to be able to make the decision to show your love and adoration to your loved one without reason of a commercialised event. To make the effort beyond the time whereby it is deemed “necessary” or “appropriate”, I believe is far more romantic that conforming.
Either way, as you’ll probably would have guessed by now, I’ll be spending yet another Valentines Day completely alone. It’s not that I want all of the Valentines crap, it’s just that, when everyone else is all loved up, and everything is “couples orientated”, and you can’t escape the day no matter what you do thanks to adverts, TV, Radio and the internet, one is left feeling horribly alone, and unwanted in the world.
I don’t want to feel like that. I’m bored of it, and I’m bored of not being able to find girls who are both likeable and gay. I know a few who are definitely “likeable”, but do they fall anywhere on the gay spectrum? No.
The world can be a horrible, horrible tease sometimes!
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