The other day, I was babysitting my cousin's little girl, and she was telling me about a boy in her Kindergarten class that has a crush on her. First of all, sad that a 5-year-old's love life is is a bigger topic of conversation than mine. Second of all, she breaks out the million dollar question, and asks me, "Aiya, why don't you have a boyfriend?"
"Great." I think to myself. Even she realizes what a loser I am. :) So after explaining to her that, "Yes I am older than 16", (hence old enough to have a boyfriend) of course I make up some lame excuse and quickly change the subject. Lucky for me, there are many things more interesting to children that I can focus her attention on.
That was it. My breaking point. The last straw, if you will. Aside from Valentine's Day being a "travesty" of a holiday made up by the greeting card people for purely economical reasons and blah, blah, blah. The same things everyone typically complains about this time of year, I have my own reasons for hating Valentine's Day this year. So here it goes... MY RANT ON VALENTINE'S DAY:
As if being single... and 23... AND in Utah, isn't enough. Let's add a holiday dedicated to love. Great idea? I think not.
Now, don't get me wrong, I like the IDEA of Valentine's Day. And maybe someday I will learn to appreciate it for what it is. But for now it's just a painful reminder of how single I really am. It's really not necessary, I am fully aware.
Now, on to why I especially hate the holiday this year. My single friends (with whom I would normally be celebrating "Single's Awareness Day") ran off to the sunny beaches of Costa Rica without me. So here I sit on a Friday night, at home all by myself, eating take-out, blogging and watching chick-flicks. Do ya feel bad for me yet? Good... then my evil plan has worked. Mwah ha ha!
I will be accepting sympathy gifts. Please feel free to send me flowers, chocolate-covered strawberries, stuffed animals, etc. :)
