Another stupid thing about that day: Everyone either hates it, or loves it. Either way, it's annoying.
Getting on facebook is a nightmare. Example:
NEWS FEED
Bob Green: Happy Valentines day baby! I love you (tagged girlfriend here)
Hannah Smith: Valentines day is so stupid.
Matthew Humble: Forever alone.
Sabrina Twinkie: I'm just waiting for tomorrow, cuz I want cheap chocolate, which is the only reason for V DAY!
Alfredo Sauce: Best day out of the year <33333333333
I mean, ok. Really?? I already have to sift through enough crap on facebook, but now the only thing I see is your love life, or your lack thereof?? It makes me wanna hurl.
In fact, I was so tempted to just put as my status: "Happy Tuesday and commercialism day!"
But I digress.
I like holidays, a lot, when people take it seriously. (Really, there's nothing romantic about posting on your girlfriends wall and saying, "For Valentines day I want a heart reeses peanut butter cup". Get real people.)
Honestly, I'd forgotten that it was Valentines day tomorrow. I get to seminary, and my dear friend Abi gives me a little Captain America Valentine. And then it hits me. Duuuuhhh.
So I'm helping my mom make our Valentines day breakfast(Pink pancakes and chocolate truffles. You're jealous), and we're talking about our plans for the day. She informs me that THIS year we're going to make valentines and deliver them to a few people that we care about. I think it's a great idea, and as I'm eating said pancakes, I get this idea. And let me tell you, it's a killer idea.
Now, before I continue, I want to clear somethin' up. I'm not hatin' on Valentines day, even if it may seem so. And I may seem hypocritical(Yeah. I just criticized people on their valentines day activites). But I'm really not. The thing that *I* have a problem with is: a) people whining about it on Facebook. b) The commercialism. c) The bragging on Facebook. d) People only making a big deal out of it so they can get attention.
To continue:
I like doing things for people that make them feel loved. And so, just for the heck of it and sheer pleasure of making someone else happy, I went and did the most epic thing ever.
This:
And here's the thing about me doing this. After I did it, I didn't post on facebook, "Look at what a good friend I am! You're all jealous!" Psh. Come on. Let's be grown ups.
And yes, I'm posting it on here. Why? Not to freaking brag. If you think so, ok then. Go read someone elses blog. I posted it here to prove my point. That I think Valentines day should be FUN.
Society puts so much pressure on people. "Go buy chocolate", "Take your SO to dinner", "Go do something super expensive and super over the top to show everyone you're better than them". It's stupid.
I spent half an hour cutting out hearts, half an hour writing pick up lines on them, and ten minutes decorating her door. It didn't take me long, but I made this girl feel freakin loved.
As my mom is delivering valentines, she dropped me off at Abi's house, and I got to work. And I had fun doing it. I was giggling, thinking about what a surprise she'd get when she got home from school in twenty minutes. And then the whole way home, I was giggling and kept checking the time on my phone. She got home from school late, but as soon as she did, I got a lovely little text from her saying how amazing it was and how much she liked it. And ya know what?
That was the point. The point was for both of us to feel warm and fuzzy. And she wasn't gonna feel guilty for me spending money. And I wasn't gonna feel like it was a waste of money.
Cuz that's what Valentines day has turned into. A money sucking day.
But I digress.
Back to the heart attack-ed door.
Every single heart had a pick-up line. And I normally wouldn't share. But they were the "pee your pants" kinda funny. so I'll share. Again, if you don't wanna, don't read it.
"This isn't a pickup line. It's a pickup rhombus."
"My heart tastes like chicken. Please eat it."
"I'll love you forever. Even if you call the police."
"This Valentines day, I promise to show my love for you by stalking you the old fashioned way. Don't look outside your window."
"Is that cupid in your pocket, or do you have weird shaped pants?"
And let me tell you. This is a SMALL fraction of what was on her door. Want to hear the rest? Ask her. ;)
Valentines day is supposed to be about showing your love. It's supposed to be great. Yes, I ENCOURAGE showing your love. It's not about the lust, not about the chocolate, not about the money. It's about the freaking love.
And if that's what it's about for you, fabulous. I applaud you for keeping the real meaning behind Valentines day. And if not, well, sucks to be you.
Hate me or not, this is my opinion.
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