Pavlov's Valentine/ How i screwed up
valentines day is officially over.
first of all, i want to say to all the superficial material women out there...
please stop bashing guys for valentines day.
Uhm.... there's a lot of theories as to where valentines day came from, but none of them are proven beyond a doubt.
Single people.... please don't get all mopey when valentines day comes around because your single. because unless you're really lucky any relationship you find yourself casually settled into on february 14th is probably going to end in the next year because it's most likely based on things like orgasms and such.
So back to this woman thing, first of all if your man asks you if you want anything for valentines day/sweetest day and you say no....
HE'S NOT GOING TO GET YOU ANYTHING!
So don't like flip the fuck out when the day comes and there's nothing except possibly his warm inviting arms and a cozy man pillow to curl up next to.
Because when he eventually dumps your ass and moves on to a realistic down to earth girl, he is going to go way overboard for this holiday and overwhelm her with his most awesome display of affection, that you would probably turn your nose up at and say "is that all?" and that is going to make her feel a little undeserving and a little embarassed because she never really expected much out of valentines day to begin with.
k so my take on v-day, a little tipsy from 2 guinesses and hardly nothign to eat today mind you, has always been that its a hallmark holiday, much like sweetest day, to con people into buying overpriced excessive amounts of material items that they believe can somehow convey the amount of love, a purely mental emotion ableit physical too, but mostly mental, that they feel towards their significant other. Valentines day to me has always seemed to be associated with a sore jaw and neck for the following couple days. Hey what can i say, nothing speaks louder than actions right?
i dunno, someone did some very special things for me today. VERY SPECIAL. and now i am kind of rethinking valentines day. :( Besides the fact that i totally blew it and didn't even get a CARD.... which, really makes me feel bad.... it irks me to think that society can somehow publicise and materialise the amount of love that i have for an individual one day of the year, and make money off of it to boot. i won't say the gifts and the flowers and the card really didn't make my day awesome special, but, for one day out of the year, no amount of flowers and candy and balloons can even begin to describe the depth of my absolute affection, my unyeilding devotion, my willingness to give over everything that i stand for and to stand there with my most vulnerable aspects outright and unprotected to this outside entity and proclaim that this is all that i am; and that i am his. And also that what i am becomes what he is, and when he feels upset, i feel upset. when he feels hurt, i feel hurt...ect.
im not gonna knock valentines day, but i guess i personally got so caught up in the material and commercial aspects of it, that i just took it for it's face value. and now that i have been shown what it CAN become, i think i might start rethinking the aspect of it. that it is really what YOU make of it. But really everyday is what you make of it, and every love is only as good as the love you put into it. But now in hindsight, i wish i would have thought a little more about valentines day. :\ But i have learned a very good personal lesson this year, and my views have been changed a bit. So even though i screwed up valentines day, it sort of worked out in the end by making me sit back and rethink some things i always took for granted or as face value, and i feel a bit of my ideals have changed. I would rather have it this way than staying ignorant about what a certain day CAN mean to you if you are able to change the way you think about it.
and that's all i have. <3
besides there's always steak and blow job day right?
first of all, i want to say to all the superficial material women out there...
please stop bashing guys for valentines day.
Uhm.... there's a lot of theories as to where valentines day came from, but none of them are proven beyond a doubt.
Single people.... please don't get all mopey when valentines day comes around because your single. because unless you're really lucky any relationship you find yourself casually settled into on february 14th is probably going to end in the next year because it's most likely based on things like orgasms and such.
So back to this woman thing, first of all if your man asks you if you want anything for valentines day/sweetest day and you say no....
HE'S NOT GOING TO GET YOU ANYTHING!
So don't like flip the fuck out when the day comes and there's nothing except possibly his warm inviting arms and a cozy man pillow to curl up next to.
Because when he eventually dumps your ass and moves on to a realistic down to earth girl, he is going to go way overboard for this holiday and overwhelm her with his most awesome display of affection, that you would probably turn your nose up at and say "is that all?" and that is going to make her feel a little undeserving and a little embarassed because she never really expected much out of valentines day to begin with.
k so my take on v-day, a little tipsy from 2 guinesses and hardly nothign to eat today mind you, has always been that its a hallmark holiday, much like sweetest day, to con people into buying overpriced excessive amounts of material items that they believe can somehow convey the amount of love, a purely mental emotion ableit physical too, but mostly mental, that they feel towards their significant other. Valentines day to me has always seemed to be associated with a sore jaw and neck for the following couple days. Hey what can i say, nothing speaks louder than actions right?
i dunno, someone did some very special things for me today. VERY SPECIAL. and now i am kind of rethinking valentines day. :( Besides the fact that i totally blew it and didn't even get a CARD.... which, really makes me feel bad.... it irks me to think that society can somehow publicise and materialise the amount of love that i have for an individual one day of the year, and make money off of it to boot. i won't say the gifts and the flowers and the card really didn't make my day awesome special, but, for one day out of the year, no amount of flowers and candy and balloons can even begin to describe the depth of my absolute affection, my unyeilding devotion, my willingness to give over everything that i stand for and to stand there with my most vulnerable aspects outright and unprotected to this outside entity and proclaim that this is all that i am; and that i am his. And also that what i am becomes what he is, and when he feels upset, i feel upset. when he feels hurt, i feel hurt...ect.
im not gonna knock valentines day, but i guess i personally got so caught up in the material and commercial aspects of it, that i just took it for it's face value. and now that i have been shown what it CAN become, i think i might start rethinking the aspect of it. that it is really what YOU make of it. But really everyday is what you make of it, and every love is only as good as the love you put into it. But now in hindsight, i wish i would have thought a little more about valentines day. :\ But i have learned a very good personal lesson this year, and my views have been changed a bit. So even though i screwed up valentines day, it sort of worked out in the end by making me sit back and rethink some things i always took for granted or as face value, and i feel a bit of my ideals have changed. I would rather have it this way than staying ignorant about what a certain day CAN mean to you if you are able to change the way you think about it.
and that's all i have. <3
besides there's always steak and blow job day right?