I can sense it faintly, then the chill up the spine . . . you can feel creeping up . . . threatening to suffocate, smother . . . Aaaaaaaaagh VALENTINE'S DAY!
Or as I like to call it - Obligatory Superficial Commercialized Love Day (shortened to OLD, Obligatory Love Day). You know, if I change it to Superficial Commercialized Obligatory Love Day the acronym would be SCOLD! I digress.
Am I the only one that feels this way?!
If I were a woman, I would be insulted. All the men, like zombie lemmings, line up to buy all the myriad things we haaaave to buy to reaaallly say I love you . . . and then your supposed to act all surprised!
Oh, I had noooo idea. Is it Valentine's???! Silly me, that holiday always slips my mind, kinda like Canadian Boxing Day.
If a guy wants to get you somethin' to surprise you and say I love you, he should do it when you aren't expecting it. It should be done on a average, random day when you wouldn't think he was thinkin' of you more than normal.
Yay to true love, genuine appreciation, and eternal companionships!
Boooooooo to cheapened, vile, superficial, commercialized, paganized holidays!
DEATH TO VALENTINE'S DAY!
Go ahead, ask me how I reaaaallly feeel. . .
So whadda you think?
PS How was that for dramatic writing!
3 comments:
I have felt this way for a long time.. however, this moment, in the spirit of challenging old ideology which may no longer serve my life, I say that Valentine's Day (in all of its commercialized grossness) is actually a grand day in the gigantic web of societal interaction and overall social health. I also say that the potential for this health is much greater than the actual presence of a healthy society's celebration.
I think you totally have issues.
You know what? I'll write more about this on my blog, but I totally sat down one day I wrote down what I really REALLY wanted for each holiday-what would help me feel fulfulled.
Valentine's Day was a puzzler because the main point was "how can I make this day a special celebration of love? I feel loved and he feels loved?"
Guess what didn't make the list? Diamonds. Roses. Expensive stuff. Although chocolate made a come back when Adam was sad cause I'd knocked it of.
My point? I LOVE V-day. Because I've figured out what I really want for it to be meaningful. I get that each year, no surprises.
And dude . . . that bear needs help . . .
I loved the post but I'm just mixed or apathetic on the subject.
BTW all the other recent posts are cool to!
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