Oh, St.Valentine, if you knew your love letter and romantic acts would one day be celebrated by cheesy bouquets and mass-produced gifts, would you still have been the medieval version of Casanova? I like to think that the martyr of romance - had he seen our current practice of proclaiming love by presenting plants to each others(I mean, seriously) - would you have turned up his nose and flounced away in his vintage bloomers and robe. Forget V-Day, it's more of D-Day to us men. Here's the reason why :
YOU MEASURE OUR LOVE
Judging us based on presents and dinner plans(specially the materialistic one) for one day is just plain unfair. To us, Valentine's Day is a label popped on a day that really isn't out of the ordinary otherwise. We don't need the ruffles and Champagne to show how much we love you - we already know how beautiful those sparkling eyes that we are staring at 24/7 and how special you are in our circle of life(although there some guys who is just aiming for something down south). These frills and bows are here because you need to remember how much we care, and it sucks. It feels like you've stuck a price tag on our feelings.
MORE DRAMA THAN THE VMAs
Sadly, nothing brings out the insecurities in people more than a celebration of love. While you ladies compare the sizes of your bouquets and diamonds(admit it), we are doing the same - with our paychecks. Why else would girls tore wilting roses or giant stuffed toys down the Orchard Road, hand in hand with a smug boyfriend? It's supposed to be a day of love, but it has become nothing but a catty display of your partner's success and wealth.
SINGLES HAVE MORE FUN
I've only spent one Valentine's Days in my whole life(for now) as a attached man and, boy, being single on this day rocks. There's no pressure to buy the right presents, no squinting to each other over a candlelit dinner(next to 20 other couples), and no fights at all. Instead, you can meet up with your single friends, eat your heart out at an entirely unromantic place with amazing food, and party all night long after that. Who's with me?
*speaking from experience*
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