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The Singles Awareness Day (Feb. 14th) 2009 Thread!!!
I don't have a problem with Valentines day so much as the commercialism of it, and having it shoved in my face reminding me of what I don't have and made to feel like there's something wrong with me because I don't.
I worked for 8 hours, then visited my future in-laws and sat around playing WoW and drinking wine that was way better than it had any right to be considering what I paid for it.
Because I had to get up early on the day, my fiance and I exchanged gifts the night before. I got chocolate and underwear, she got assorted gourmet candy.
I spent the day shopping with my mom and the evening finding new music. I've never been a big fan of V Day even as a kid. Last year it was made sucky by the fact that my husband thought he had to do something and did thoughtless things. This year i don't have to deal with him anymore. He ran home to Momma in November.
This was my first Valentine's Day in 23 years that I was alone, but you know what?
I refuse to rain on anyone's parade over a holiday set aside to celebrate romance.
I get so ticked off at all this negativity over the holiday.
Prior to my meeting the man I married, I had already spent 25 Valentine's Days alone.
In fact, in Grade 1, due to the fact that I was incredibly shy and not that popular, I only got 1 Valentine...from my cousin who was in my class. That one hurt, and stuck with me for a long time.
Even at that, I never got all pissy about the celebration of this day.
Before I had a child I didn't get bent out of shape about a holiday like Mother's or Father's Day set aside to honour parenthood.
I do my job very well, but I don't get all jealous and pissy when they have a day set aside to honour Secretaries.
It's just a commercialized holiday celebrating romance, the same as every other holiday in honour of stuff.
I deal with it.
Yeah, it was damned hard this year, but instead of getting gloomy about the "haves" celebrating, making the "have nots" feel bad I just took time to reflect and remember what I had.
Entire post quoted for emphasis/awesomeness.
This entire week I have been busting ass writing term papers and preparing for mid terms-when I'm not at work, anyway. I *just* finished taking the first half of my online mid term, but I swapped cards and treats with my family.
Tomorrow, I will get to spend time with Richard, if he doesn't get called in to work. If he does, I'll get a nap in and it will still be a good day.
To me, Valentine's Day is just a fun fluff holiday that gives me yet another excuse to spoil my niece and nephews and goof off with my family. Any reason to eat cupcakes and laugh at funny (read: stupid) cards, I'll take it.
I'm sorry if some of you are bitter and I don't mean to pee in anyone's cornflakes, but I hope you'll do me the same courtesy and not think me an idiot for enjoying the holiday.
This was my first Valentine's Day in 23 years that I was alone, but you know what?
I refuse to rain on anyone's parade over a holiday set aside to celebrate romance.
If someone currently in a relationship, I'm not going to give them crap over celebrating Valentine's Day. But that doesn't change that I feel that it's a ridiculous holiday. I just don't see what's wrong with the other 364 days of the year that there has to be one special day to point out how much more awesome it is to be dating than not.
Went over to my best friend's (a.k.a. ex-girlfriend) place tonight since we haven't been able to hang out lately. I asked her about her day at the beach with her current interest and she told me about it, fine. She then asked for advice on something, which I was reluctant too, but fine. Then, as I was trying to convince her that her bed is more comfy for sleeping than the couch, she was saying she didn't want to go to bed because it's too big and feels empty. I, joking around, said well, I'll take the other half since her bed is more comfy than mine, but then said I was just kidding. Then she said, "No, I just want to cuddle with *current interest*" Hurt pretty badly.
This was my first Valentine's Day in 23 years that I was alone, but you know what?
I refuse to rain on anyone's parade over a holiday set aside to celebrate romance.
I get so ticked off at all this negativity over the holiday.
Prior to my meeting the man I married, I had already spent 25 Valentine's Days alone.
In fact, in Grade 1, due to the fact that I was incredibly shy and not that popular, I only got 1 Valentine...from my cousin who was in my class. That one hurt, and stuck with me for a long time.
Even at that, I never got all pissy about the celebration of this day.
Before I had a child I didn't get bent out of shape about a holiday like Mother's or Father's Day set aside to honour parenthood.
I do my job very well, but I don't get all jealous and pissy when they have a day set aside to honour Secretaries.
It's just a commercialized holiday celebrating romance, the same as every other holiday in honour of stuff.
I deal with it.
Yeah, it was damned hard this year, but instead of getting gloomy about the "haves" celebrating, making the "have nots" feel bad I just took time to reflect and remember what I had.
Another night in for me. Everyone 21 or older is going out. Another friend is going to the beach for the entire day with some guy she's interested in (How she could make such major plans with this guy and not realize it's V-Day is beyond me. I honestly don't believe that. I think she just didn't want me to be hurt.). One friend has a friend from home stopping by for the weekend because her friend has a interview in Philly on Monday (That's another thing, why the hell don't I have off for President's Day? I'm in a state school.). Pretty much everyone else is busy. Pretty lame. I hate not doing anything.
Freakin' V-Day... True to my word, I am getting drunk! But it's at home, watching Family Guy and talking to friends in other cities over IM. What an exciting life!
Wow I am late to the party...
You know the day before Valentine's Day is National Mistress Day. Can't take the lady on the side the day after cause then they think they are an after thought. As it is said in Goodfellas "Saturdays are for the wives, Fridays are for the girlfriends"
Worst V-Day for me? Actually at the time, I was deployed and completely forgot about it, along with my own birthday, my sister's wedding, two family funerals. No point in tracking the days since otherwise you'll go fucking insane. Get back three months later...no one is at the pier for me. I couldn't even get a ride the first day. So what is up with the Significant Other? I couldn't even get her to return my calls. I finally get a ride the next day and she is just chilling in my apartment.
Now I don't want to sound sexist, but there are huge differences between men and women. I have gotten into a brutal fist fight on the boat over the way a guy was breathing through his nose (again, six plus months locked in a room with people make you go apeshit) but afterward, it was no big deal. Us guys are like that it seems. We come to blows on something quick and its over. Women, and again this is my limited experience, will hold onto something and just let it fester.
So back to the story...She didn't pick me up, return my calls, or even acknowledge I was alive, after being gone for seven months, cause I didn't call her on Valentine's day. I was in the middle of a fucking war zone and had emailed her, but I didn't call her. Never mind that a satellite phone cost $20 to use whether or not the 5 minute call goes through, no I was a insensitive dick for not making it happen.
Going that long on a ship filled with men, I was wired enough with sexual tension, I would have fucked a vacuum cleaner. And yet, that day was spent be me kicking her out of the apartment. No sex for me that day.
As for this Valentine's day, I will end up hanging out with my fellow college students, even though they are 9 years younger than me, they are the only people I know in this town, and I will invariably be a witness to a half a dozen annoying teenage couples fall into and out of love on this utterly bogus and fake holiday.
I'm just getting off a grave, work another grave tonight, my time not spent at work or sleeping I will be cooking for next week, cleaning, and doing homework. Oh, and both my roommates are happily in relationships and will be out of the condo all day... so for singles awareness day I will have nothing but the companionship... of my cat.
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