Role playing. Almost

Some of my friends find my despise towards valentine's day funny. Others find it weird. At least one ex-girlfriend says that I despise the valentine's day because, deep down, I'm a rude cold hearted bastard with no sense of what being "romantic" is all about. Not saying that she's wrong - she got me right years ago -, I don't think there is anything "romantic", even "remotely romantic", on having a valentine's day, i.e., a day when we are supposed to be "romantic" and caring towards the person we love.

A day when we are supposed to be romantic and caring about the person we love.

What what the fuck are we supposed to do in the other three hundred and sixty four days of the year? Beat the shit out of each other?

What I don't like in valentine's day is pretty much the same that makes me dislike other so-called special days - namely birthdays, christmas. I don't like the pressure of being romantic because it's that day, or to buy her a gift because it's that day, For fuck's sake, spare me. Valentine's day, as my good friend C. said the other day, is a day when we are supposed to act, to perform a role. I'm a terrible actor. Worse than Keanu Reaves and Ben Affleck packed together, really. I have little patience of occasions such as "valentine's day". One can never be true in such a day.

And these were my two minutes of hatred. Have a nice sunday.