so valentine’s day came around again, and even though i know all the reasons to detest it; it’s a commercial holiday created to make those of us who aren’t getting roses, candy or cards from a loved one, feel like losers, it makes you spend money you don’t have to buy things you don’t need, it almost never lives up to the hype the optimist in me creates and most importantly it’s a very anti Islamic celebration.
i still always buy into the hype and feel miserable when it doesn’t deliver. i went out for dinner with a bunch of other single friends, it was fun, we made fun of other couples in love, secretly wishing the places were switched. everytime the phone rang or i got a message my heart skipped a beat, hoping against hope maybe someone was calling or taking the cheapskate route and sending a text. In retrospect i would’ve taken the cheapskate route over nothing at all, which is what i got, absolutely zilch.