february. the month of hearts.. of romance.. of love. it's that time of the year when it's not a crime to spend your entire salary on flowers and chocolates. it's also at this time that greeting card companies, restaurants (and motels?) earn their millions. ahhhh, the effects of commercialized love.. :pok, i admit. i was not always this cynical about valentine's day. there was a time when i actually looked forward to that effing occasion. i'd get all excited making plans for my special someone.. preparing cards, gifts, notes, and other mushy what-have-you's. and i sincerely enjoyed it! made me all googly-eyed and giddy. *sigh* those were the days.. :)
and then.. heartbreak. suddenly, Vday takes on a whole new meaning. it's no longer "Valentine's Day" but "Volatile Day." hahaha. how could it fail to be that?! days (even weeks) before the dreaded day, you'd hear your dating friends gush about their romantic plans for the occasion. you'll plaster your most genuine-looking smile as they tell you how excited they are.. and how they'd just love to hook you up with somebody, if you'll let them.. blah blah blah. great.
come feb14, 'newly-singled' people like me would be forced to watch hundreds of couples hugging, kissing, holding hands.. as if to taunt me "hey look, we have each other.. and *you* don't have anyone! hahahaha!" going past the flower shops and chocolate stands, i'd have to deal with bittersweet memories of past valentines and long-dead roses. but the worst part, of course, is seeing *him* all sweet and caring.. romantic and mushy.. getting all sappy and googly-eyed.. over someone else!!
so come Vday, please.. if you see me wearing black.. don't ask why. not unless you'd like to see a vision of a vitriol-spewing, volcanic and volatile vixen right in your face.
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