Valentine’s Day kicks in during February and we’re reminded that yet again we don’t have a respective other half to spend the day with. It’s as if Valentine’s Day is designed not as a day for loved up couples to have an excuse to be mushy and show off their affection in our faces, but it’s designed for us on our own to be reminded of the fact.
I’m not bothered about the being single side of things, it’s been this way for as long as I remember and I’m happy with the dating and sex side without the attachment. I’m extremely busy and happy with my life as it is but when Valentine’s Day falls on a weekend like this year it seems that ALL my coupled up friends disappear. Last year there were quite a few of my friendship group without other halves so it wasn’t noticeable, plus we had the first Fifty Shades of Grey film out to laugh at.
But this year we are down to three of us left without significant others ready to have a fun weekend showing off that the love of your friends is just as important (if not more so) than the love of a partner. I always make an effort to make plans and ensure that I’m surrounded by people I love on the day so we can people watch and have an amazing day and this year is no different. This sounds like a much more fun version than what I’d be doing if I was alone which would be doing a Bridget Jones and crying along while singing ‘All by myself’. Okay maybe not quite that dramatic but you get the picture.
On Friday night of Valentines weekend one of my favourite bands Bury Tomorrow are playing at Brixton Academy with Parkway Drive so I am going to catch up with some friends and see the bands. Deadpool also comes out around the weekend so if I haven’t seen it earlier in the week this will definitely appear on Valentines Day weekend. On the Saturday night it’s going to be heading out with the other two single pringles in my friendship group, downing some pretty tasting cocktails and dancing like children. I think that is a perfect plan. Plus it also means on actual Valentines Day I can wake up with my friends hungover and dying and we can cuddle up on the sofa and order take away. If that isn’t love then I don’t know what is.
Reading this post back I realise I may sound a little bitter about the day and maybe I am, but even when I have been in relationships I didn’t like the day. It’s the same old why display your love on a particular day when you should be showing it all year round.