| Hate it, hate it, hate it. And as I've spent more years single than in relationships, most people who know me were not surprised by this angry declaration. However, when I've had a significant other - and especially now that I'm engaged - I tend to get very odd looks when I express my hatred of this particular day-o-love. Maybe it's just a hold over from my single days, when those not fortunate enough to be joined at the groin with a member of the opposite sex had to endure the parade of roses, chocolate, and teddy bears. Knowing, of course, that we would recieve none of it. It is rather humiliating; but even more so that stores awash with red and pink in celebration of a Hallmark holiday could actually make us feel so worthless. Even now that I'm soon to be celebrating my own marriage, I still can't bring msyelf to feel happy on February 14th. I still can't bring myself to feel that, because of the numbers on a calendar, my fiance is obligated to shower me with candy, flowers and adoration. Am I the only one who thinks this is a rediculous idea? Even today, while picking up my dinner at the grocery store, the palce was packed with last-minute shoppers - mostly of the male variety - loading up on roses, gigantic baloons, and boxes of Russell Stover. And I had to wonder: how many of them are spending the extra cash out of true feeling or simply because of obligation? How many relationships have ended needlessly because the male half forget Valentine's Day, and yet the woman somehow forgot all the little things he did every other day of the year to show how much he cared. Seriously, girls. How shallow have we gotten? Wouldn't you rather be surprised by a hand-picked boquet of wildflowers in the middle of June because he drove by a pretty field and thought of you? Wouldn't you rather find a love note in the pocket of a seldom-worn jacket that he "just happened" to pull out of the closet? Wouldn't you rather find a rose on your pillow for no reason at all? ...No wonder they say that romance is dead. 
hehe. I just had to!  (The truly ironic thing is that, despite all my protesting against the dreaded Singles Awareness Day, my finace still sent me two little stuffed dogs and a miniature rose plant, as well as a card that read, "Wishing I was here to celebrate with you, Love Chris" ...Even the most hardened anti-VD individual had to )
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