Just like that.
Good morning! Oh, good lord I have overslept. I don’t know what it is about Wednesday, but it seems hard-wired into my body clock that I must sleep in until a ridiculous hour. So here we are in the day after Tuesday/valentines, some of us are miserably sober, some are miserably hung over. Either way we are all forced to take a long look at ourselves and ask “What am I doing with my life?”, naturally this is courtesy of the mass media frenzy in which we spend another day rushing around the ant’s nest, only this time we have to deal with the bitter-sweet taste of conventional loneliness, rejection and the even the stress of ‘true love’.
One cannot help but snigger at the floods of committed guys and single girls who storm the supermarkets for last-minute cards, roses or ice-cream and romantic comedies. I stand back and watch from a safe distance as this consumer field day puts a big red heart-shaped stop sign on the world, but I can’t help noticing that there’s an awful lot of ‘romantic rejects’ and singletons standing by me on this day, and once they’ve finished watching the valentines panic they return to their Facebook accounts to spew some generic statement about their true feelings about being oh so alone on this magical day.
For the guys it generally goes like this: “F**k Valentines day! Waste of money and time, single and loving it!”
And the girls say something like this: “With my girlies! Sat watching the notebook with a chinese! Yumm! x”
But what they both really want to say is this: “Single on Valentines, lets cut the crap. Hookup? ;)”
Mind you, some do…
What did most people I know do on Valentines day? Nothing, we sat around and hovered on Facebook or spent the day working. Nothing major, just doing that thing we paid nine grand to do, what was it called again? Oh yeah, a degree. Sorry I was too wrapped up in valentine’s day, so many pretty colours…
Basically I couldn’t really care less about Valentines day. Can I go home to my family and friends on Valentines day? No. Can I have a month of celebrations and merriment? No. Can I dress as a moron and pester people or eat copious amounts of chocolate? Actually yes, both of those. But it’s not like I do those two things on their respective days anyway. But hey don’t let me put a downer on your celebrations, happy frivolities!