THE BE-MY-VALENTINE BLOG

It's that time again: when everyone sends him or herself some flowers and candy, and sits back with that special no one to watch "Sleepless in Seattle" on TBS. If you are still reading, you are single and angry at whoever came up with the prickish idea of dedicating a day for couples to rub their "happiness" in the face of the "loveless" masses. Yes, I said it, most of us DO NOT have a "sweetheart" to trade slop with on Valentine's Day. And, YES, I put the word "happiness" in quotes because most of those 'lucky twosomes' have only a superficial (needy) understanding of happiness.

OK, OK...I take it all back. Im sorry. Im not really the typical cynic looking to spoil the fun for everyone. To be honest, this is often a sad time for me. I know that I do not have a "honeybun", a "honeypie", a "cookie", a "puddin'", a "sweetie", a...*bursting into tears*... I HATE VALENTINE'S DAY!...*sniffing the snot*.

Look, don't you tell me about how I should get to know her, or take a chance, or ask her to dance, or be myself, or tell her how I feel. I'm sick and tired of all the 'get-into-the-action' pep-talk. 'What, then, do you want?', you might ask, 'why are you writing this?'. The answer: I guess the occasion calls for it--a reaction. No, I take that back, the real reason is I need to complain about something. Ok, scratch that, maybe I just wanted to talk about 'romance in the post 9-11 world'. One last try: I need a reason to stay up very late so that I could sleep through Valentine's Day and not have to face that Im still shallow enough to feel abandoned by the opposite sex--to feel unworthy period--because I don't have a Valentine, again.

Maybe that's why my friend suggested that I attend that all-day Animal Rights Seminar at NYU tomorrow. She said that "it would be a good place to meet people". I feel so embarrassed now: I think she suggested this so that I can keep my mind off of Valntine's Day, so that I won't feel so lonely--but this would mean that someone else knows that I actually give a damn about this commercially constructed thing we call "Valentine's Day", OH NO! Someone else actually knows that no matter how sarcastic or indifferent I act toward this fluffed up, candy coated, designed-for-denial scam, my loneliness will always get the best of me on couple's day. Arghh, how could this happen? I don't like it that people can see my vulnerabilies.

Oh well, I might as well take her advice and get to that seminar tomorrow. I know, I know: "don't look so down!", but what do you want from me? I wish there wasn't such a thing as couple's day, but there is. We lonely singles will always have to find a way to deal with this, to make the best of it.

I guess tomorrow I'll be talking politics--with an open heart ;).



Love,



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