Valentine has arrived, where is your boyfriend? Lol
February started with a certain kind of tension; the need to be boo’ed up before the 14th, and everyone felt it. Atleast we the singletons did (that’s what I’ve decided to call single people).
Well, here we are, the 14th and no one has died…yet, for being single. So why not share the craziest thing that has happened to me on valentine’s day before I save the day and tell you how to enjoy yourselves regardless of your relationship status.
I was 19 and this guy had been on my neck, begging me to go out with him. Of course I refused, I didn’t want to be seen with him, I wanted to maintain my big girl status, not tied down by any man. But as February got closer and babygirl was still playing hard to get, I realised that I might not get any attention on the 14th since I’d told all the boys No!
Imagine having male callers everyday and on Valentine’s day no caller or gifts at all? I had to do something about it.
I called Bobo (term of endearment to someone of the male gender) and straight up asked what his plans for me were on Valentine’s day. First, he was surprised and happy that I called him and not him calling me (I usually don’t) and then he said he wouldn’t tell me, that it was a surprise.
I was giddy, all hope was not lost…or so I thought.
He sent me a mushy text very early in the morning on Valentine’s day. In my young mind, I thought the guy was whipped. And maybe he was, I’ll never know.
During the day he called to tell me to get ready that he was coming to take me out. I was excited, finally, I’d join the league of girls guys took out on a date.
I did my chores, gave hints to my mom that I was going out…I was ready!
At first, I got irritated that he hadn’t called me yet to tell me he was close by or give me a specific time when he would be arriving. Then evening started to kiss the sky and I was still at home. I was dressed already and Mom was giving me the side eye.
I started to get worried when he wasn’t picking his calls, I can’t remember the number of times I called him that day but I assure you, it was a record breaker. At some point, his phone got switched off, that was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
How could he play me like that? I was furious. It still pains me to remember how he wasted my time.
My day was ruined, I sent him a message telling him to never contact me again or come near my house. There was something so humiliating about removing my outing wear to putting on house clothes.
And bless my mom, she doesn’t have a subtle bone in her body, she asked me plainly, “are you not going out again?“
Kill me!
The next day, before 8am, I heard a knock on the door. With murder on my mind at the wicked person that chose to visit someone at such ungodly hour, I looked out the window and there he was. Bearing gifts! The effrontery, the nerve!
I yanked the door open and asked him what he was doing at my house, didn’t he receive my text?
He said he did, that he knew I would be pissed. That he was sorry for not coming the day before. He tried to hand me the gifts, but I was not having it, I was not going to be bought over by gifts.
I asked him why he didn’t show up on Valentine’s day, why he didn’t pick his calls. Can you believe what he told me? I never expected such reply.
He said his girlfriend came over to his place and insisted that they go out for Valentine and since he couldn’t get her to leave, he had to go along.
All the while, my brain was on the “girlfriend” part of his statement.
“So you have a girlfriend? And you didn’t inform me.”
He said it’s me he likes, that’s why he has been asking me to go out with him all this while, that if I had agreed a long time ago, he would never have dated the other girl…
I just became weak, somehow I felt sad for the other girl, I wouldn’t want to be in her shoes or have any guy treat me that way. I rejected his gifts and wished him good luck.
Today I ask myself, was it worth it? This Valentine that everyone is clamouring for, just a day out of the calendar and I pressured myself into doing something that ended up making me feel worse than before.
Now I ask you, is it worth it?
You might be lonely, they’re definitely going to shove their romantic pictures in our faces today but we’re only going to like/comment IF WE WANT and keep scrolling.
Infact, take yourself out. If you don’t want to go alone, go with a sibling or a friend. Don’t be like those ones that send gifts to themselves pretending that someone else got it for them.
Take pictures as well and post, celebrate life and love, it won’t always be like this so make your day count.
If you’re the Netflix and chill kinda person, go out and get your snacks. Prepare to enjoy your day!
On a lighter note, romantic couples cannot oppress us singletons! After all, we are brazen, we refuse to be oppressed!
Enjoy your day. 😜
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