The thought of spending Valentine’s Day alone makes me feel really old and alone. My older friends will tell me this is just the beginning of life. I am in my late twenties and I know I haven’t lost touch, I still look good even though I have to work harder.
I remember those Valentine’s days when I would sit and try to choose who to go out with, the dozens of gifts and messages that came flowing through my phone, the attention, the love and affection, most of them unwanted. But these days I feel like I am too old for these things. All I want is just that one man that will sweep me off my feet and catch me before I hit the ground. Where are you, my dream man?
I still meet people every day but it seems like guys are now so shallow and predictable. Most guys in Lagos talk a big game but then they lack the action. I remember leaving some dude at the restaurant with the excuse of going to use the restroom because he couldn’t just stop talking about himself on our first date. Once he managed to get out the sentence “How was work today?”, he launched into talking about his travels, likes, escapades, ex-girlfriends and all the shit I didn’t want to hear. I just sat there and stared at him in horror as he went from one story to another and wondered what the heck I was still doing sitting there.
The moment he paused to order a bottle of water, I told him I was going to the restroom and fled for my life. Halfway home, I sent him a text telling him when he was through having fun all by himself, he could go home because I wasn’t coming back. I will save his reaction for another day.
Sometimes I ask myself: “Is my taste too high, or might I just be the problem?”. It’s that time of the year when I start asking myself those question once again.
But I have decided that this time I am not going to wallow in self-pity. I am going to have fun all by myself, I will buy myself something really nice, I’ve been thinking of changing my phone, maybe a new Sony phone or an HTC. I am going to download some sappy love movies like the Notebook, Bridget Jones’ Baby or even the full season of Sex and the City. I will microwave some popcorn, buy a large bowl of ice cream and indulge myself this Valentine’s Day. It’s going to be my best Valentine’s Day yet.
Who’s with me?