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Great Expectations
“Expectations are the root of disappointment”
I read that somewhere recently on a black blog in red letters. It struck me as trite but the idea has stuck to me somehow.
And now I have this indescribable urge to write about it. So call me trite if you will, but let me continue…
Valentines day I believe that every year on valentines day, the sentiment of expectations being the root of disappointment is fully explored, not only by disappointed people in relationships, but also by singles.
People In Relationships
This goes without saying. I mean, this is pretty obvious — people (especially girls) expect a big to-do from their ‘boo’ on Valentine’s day and are subsequently disappointed when this doesn’t happen.
I’ve been a victim to that situation myself.
A long long time ago, the first time I had a boyfriend on Valentines day, I spent the whole day making 2 dozen chocolate hershey kiss roses and baking a huge amount heart, star, and moon shaped sugar cookies coverd in pink red and white sprinkles. I still have the sprinkles.
I arrived at his house exicted and full of expectations of what the night had in store… Only to spend a good portion of the night sitting in his room watching him play the Warcraft3 beta that I had given him only 2 days before.
Since, I’ve learned to understand that life is better lived when you don’t have expectations of grandeur.
What many girls (and I) sometimes fail to realize is that despite all of the media hype, a celebration of your relationship and a celebration of your love can happen any day, it doesn’t have to be a special day, and especially not a day designated by society as a day of ‘love’. What makes that day more special than any other day? Especially if it doesn’t have any significance to you?
And despite what happened on that valentines day, I had many, many beautiful memories with that boy that are not attached to any pieces of media hype.
Still, it’s hard to not be swept up by all the things on television.
Singles
Harder still, I think is life on singles during the time of this holiday.
Though Valentine’s day has jokingly been called “Singles Appreciation Day” aka “S.A.D.”, it’s not hard to see why.
Even the people on television who are fake single act lonely on Valentine’s day. The hype starts as soon as February begins and all the TV stations begin airing “romantic episodes” of shows and commercials become sappy and lovey dovey, and images of diamonds, chocolate, flowers and teddy bears are all over everything that you see.
You see it all the time on TV shows, people scrambling for valentines.. like Friends, Sex and the City, to name a couple.
All of a sudden, it’s not even your own expectations that are causing you disappointment.
It’s society’s expectations.
It’s hard enough dealing with the shit you put on yourself, but put that with the pressure that society puts on you to have a significant other or at least someone to share the night with on the 14th, you begin to get desparate.
You start looking for any bitch that might spend time with you on that night (remember Chandler and Janice on Friends?), doesn’t matter how much he/she shit on your heart or if you cared for him/her at all. Who cares? As long as you have something to show for that night, to fulfill society’s expectation that everybody needs a valentine to be happy.
Now, this isn’t a rail against those people who DO do something romantic on Valentines day. I think it’s cool to plan ahead and do something amazing for each other, etc etc. I think it really shows a person’s dedication if they try to make an amazing night.
I don’t diss the celebration of love. I think any celebration of love is beautiful. I think that couples should celebrate their love more often than one day a year… that people should always be thinking of ways to make their significant others smile.
I even think valentines day is fun to celebrate.
My question is, what is the urge that causes us to want to do it on the same day? Is there some kind of psychological thrill that people get from knowing that there’s millions of other people enjoying their love, while still more are suffering because of it?
Why does our society, our media, our heart (even my heart…) build up so much expectation and anticipation for a day that, really, doesn’t even have very much significance?
. A good answer for me and I will give you a cookie