Just in case you didn’t realise, it’s Valentines Day today.

This would explain the overload of red, chocolate, hearts, cupids, and other lovey dovey stuff. I’m single, so Sunday will just be Sunday. Instead of a romantic picnic under the stars, I’ll be reading a boring novel and preparing my dissertation. VERY exciting…Not.

Dear store owners, STOP SHOVING HOLIDAYS DOWN MY THROAT!

They used to build up to Christmas from around November time. We’d start getting excited over Coca Cola adverts and decorations. After Xmas ended, we’d get a short break before Valentines, then a long break before Easter and the bunny invasion, and then months of nothing but normality. Eventually it’d be Christmas again.

But now…

They start pushing Xmas in August/Sept. It doesn’t make any sense whatsoever, but they obviously reel people in or they wouldn’t do it. While it’s still hot and sunny, some are apparently thinking of cold winter nights playing in the snow. When Xmas goes, Valentines Day jumps in before you know it. Now the trees are gone, it’s hearts and lingerie instead. The moment Valentines passes- actually, I’ve seen some Easter eggs on the shelves- Easter bombards us with chocolate eggs, rabbits, and a few mentions of Jesus Christ, just for the sake of it.

Why’re they doing this to us?

If you fall in love with an obese man, you’re a chubby chaser.
If you fall in love with someone from another race, it’s jungle fever.
If you fall in love with an rich person, you’re a gold digger.
If you fall in love with a younger person, you’re Stella trying to get your groove back.

Why?

Because you went against the norm.

Whenever people fall in love with those whom society looks down on, the majority refuse to call it ‘love’. The majority says you can’t love someone fat, so anyone who goes against this has a fetish. Society says white women are the most desired, so white men wanting black women only want to fulfil their jungle fetish. The majority says old people can’t be attractive, so their young partners only want them for the inheritance. Society expects you love someone your own age, so dating a younger person means you’re clinging onto your youth for dear life.

Love someone ‘normal’ = LOVE
Love someone ‘different’ = FETISH

Instead of labelling love, why can’t people just mind their own business?