Every year when we turn our calendars
on its second page and leave the January section, that’s the time when each and
every one of us see a two-digit number written in a red-bright-colored-bold
manner. Well aside from those of regular Sundays of the month.
This is February
14, the day of Saint Valentin, a day of love and romance.
“Love conquers all.” Yuck! This thought
makes me dizzy and nauseating. Flowers, chocolates and sweet words, aren’t
they’re sickening and disgusting? Romantic films, Eew…. don’t you find it
annoying? I personally dislike stuffs like these. These are also the reasons
why I definitely hate this, what you so-called, ‘feb-ibig love affair’. I don’t like seeing happy person in their
high spirits. Sometimes, all I want to do is to slap their faces with those
gross Valentines cards of theirs. Not only that, when I used to hit the streets
during this time of the year, all I bound to find are pairs of bothersome
couples, sitting over stinky benches while reciting their horrible lovey dovey
pick-up lines. Oh, see? Isn’t that obnoxious?
Let us
rephrase the famous line, ‘Love is in the air’ but instead ‘Love is dragging us
down in hell.’ Isn’t that exciting? Are you now thrilled? Celebrating Valentines
with Satan? Good for me. Besides, it really sounds…..HOME!
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