In light of the big ‘ole Valentines Day coming up tomorrow morning, I felt it pressing that I share with you (if you even exist) how I feel about this day. I think that this ‘holiday’ is bizarre. You’d think that I would love it due to the following facts: I am a hopeless romantic, I cry every single time I watch the Notebook and I am lucky enough that I have a Valentine. And no, I am not one of those haters who on Valentines Day listens to heavy metal and watches slasher movies either. I just simply think the concept of this day is weird. Let me tell you why.
My boyfriend came in to be with me tonight. He usually sees me once a week whenever is the best time for both of us. Of course, I had to have him here tonight so that I would be with him on this big Valentines Day we have coming in just a few hours. But why? This is the first thing that strikes me as weird…why is it necessary for me to see him on February 14th? Is February 15th not as cool of a day? Monday’s aren’t particularly free for me, Wednesday probably would have been better…but nooooo. I had to have my boyfriend’s company on this day. The only reasoning behind this is that we as humans decided that it is socially unacceptable and downright depressing to be alone on Valentines day.
Wait a second.
Right now I am being a huge weirdo by talking to cyberspace, hoping that there is a fellow freak out there who wants to connect with me. Screw you losers. I have a boyfriend to attend to. We’ll chat tomorrow. Maybe.