Cupid and his Appaling Marksmanship

Today’s Valentine’s Day.

So, what is that going to do with me?

Unlike other blogs that introduce rose petals or pinkish themes just to celebrate this day. I’ve done nothing to make mine as cheerful as theirs, how pathetic. Today is but another normal day to me, and those who are not attached to anyone. Nonetheless, every year, I felt the same pressure laid upon me by the society. Being single is unbearable every year on this day. I believe many of us feel the same as well.

Some of us will be in the arms of loved ones.

Some of us will be preparing to be swept off their feet, or to sweep someone else’s feet.

Some of us will be stuck with appointments, engagements with unknown people, giving ourselves a chance.

Some of us will be bored by the time appetizers came, and start to think of lies to avoid further misery with the wrong date.

Some of us will be at home, looking at the wall and typing all sorts of crap nobody would even get a glimpse of.

Which one are you?

Nonetheless, those who are not able to celebrate it start to find excuses to why we are not having any special engagements on this very special occasion. Ways vary, but the concept is the same, to avoid being told of being single and in the eyes of those attached, sad.

You would basically hear of stuff like:

“Valentine’s Day is about spreading love. That doesn’t mean it’s only a lover’s type of love, but also friendship, family, even pets!!” And they go on outings with fellow singles or send gifts to their pets and convince everyone that this is also a way to celebrate this occasion.

“Bah humbug! Valentine’s Day are for P***ies. Who needs it? Commitments are f***ing horrifying.” Then you will see them with their eyes of daggers whenever a lovey-dovey couple walks pasts them. Bless you for locking your chainsaw in your garage. This would not be another Texas Chainsaw Massacre after all.

“Men are useless, with their mindless games, and swollen ego. All they want is to get laid. Women rule!!” For these women you will see them going on sisterly expeditions and see them enjoying and having a good time today. Next thing you know, they would bawl all over you and whine why they are feeling left out, and telling you how scared they are on being a spinster for the rest of their life, then barf all over the place. Sigh.

“Today’s Valentine’s Day? I didn’t know that.”Then he walks off unperturbed. But you recall on his desk there was a huge circle several weeks ago on his calendar which marked: “Ask (Name of Crush) out.” You recall the beetroot face you saw several days ago and a notable distance of a colleague from him. And you wonder why the wall in the toilet had some cracks…

Let’s face it. We know why this occasion was meant for. Even if it wasn’t the true meaning, the tide of popular beliefs can’t be turned aside so easily. We all know this is an occasion for couples.
Who would not be jealous of couples walking past being all intimate and loving? Who wouldn’t wish they had the same experience as well?

Who wouldn’t want someone who they have liked in their minds to pop up and say things they wanted to hear? Who doesn’t want to receive love, rather than giving so much, and receive nothing in return?

How many of us would’ve rather died young in the arms of your loved ones, rather than dying alone in a house without even known to people for days? We all want to be loved, rather than love.

There is no replacement for it. So stop lying to yourself. It is a totally different matter from a family’s love to a friend’s love to a lover’s love. They all have one similarity, which is affection towards someone. Anything other than that is what separates us from friends, family and lovers. Imagine jumbling them up together. You would mix up your friends to your lover, family to friends, etc. etc. Not a very good idea. There is possibility of family being friends, and vice-versa. But family as lovers? You do the math. A dot product with a cross product. Not viable.

As usual, I am not celebrating Valentine’s Day, being single, as expected. Therefore, I resort to occupying myself with hours of DotA, and doing this blog. I wish I could celebrate this, but with the right person. Anything other than that would not make me cheerful at all.

Anyhow, I wish all my friends, taken, a fruitful day; single, it’s ok. There are plenty of us to keep company. Waiting for the right one is far better than being desperate.

I’m sorry for posting another depressing post. This should be a happy occasion. But, my mind is always towards matters around that never seem to get right. Being helpless is what saddens me. Having someone does help ease the pain. I would give a lot to have that. I really do.