As soon as the January leaf was ripped off the calendar, I dreaded it.
It was, again, the month of love… or so they say.
I’m not bitter or anything. Oh-kay, maybe a bit. But either way, I dreaded it.
For many years of my life, February for me was a downer. Sorry to say. Because again, I will be bombarded with cheesy couples, and sometimes, it just becomes a sight for sore eyes. I remember commenting on Karen’s post and told her of the many inappropriate things to see, especially in school.
It’s not that I’m hardcore conservative and I do know that this modern world has changed so much but still, it is not reason enough to ride a public vehicle and lay one leg on top of your partner’s. I don’t understand. What the hell does that mean? Then there is girl in school – wait, let me do that again. Then there is this girl in SCHOOL who for some effin’ reason was sitting on her boyfriend’s lap. I recall my immediate reaction (pag-akyat ko ng hagdan sila na nakita ko) was being stunned for some seconds because the girl was my classmate, then she rolled her eyes and continued her flirting. And from that, I continued walking while murmuring to myself, “Tangina niyo lang kase.” And then just weeks ago,
in our class, IN OUR CLASS, another couple was sitting on the same, singular chair. I could go ballistic right there and just pull their hair off or maybe their clothes off so that they could anyway not anymore find it difficult to touch each other.
There, I’m cool. But not quite done yet.
The very reason that I dread February is because I feared that I will be overkilled by being called “bitter” a
million billion times. Yes, it’s all because of Valentines day. I have never celebrated it with anyone aside from my family. It’s not because I’m single, but because he was too far from me. AND, I do not find it very important to celebrate it with a romantic partner. Sure UP Fair can be a venue for that, but I do not follow that culture of celebrating love in one day. As I said before (see Getting By) love is too broad, and it can not be encompassed. Okay, maybe it’s to celebrate and do something special for the one you love, but it becomes senseless if you spend QT in one day then just argue and hurt each other for the remaining 364 days.
So if anyone of you here are in a relationship, remember to celebrate love everyday. And if you are single, like me, do not dread this month as much as I do. There’s more to February than just Valentines day.
As for me, as February ends, I will celebrate it with my mom again.🙂
Geez, I said I will not post about love in Feb. But oh well, before I rip off another leaf from the calendar, I just want to thank you guys for sharing and listening to me.🙂 You make my single life occupied.🙂
*This is so far my favorite posts since I started blogging.
An Unsent Letter
The Last Post
** I will not include those under Vague Posts, to avoid tumult.🙂
*** I’m eating Ovaltinees right now, and I feel like an 8-year old.
**** There’s more photos to come under my new page. See upper right.🙂