The Pressure of Valentines

Here comes one of the most dread seasons of singles out there, if it actually isn't at the top of the list... Yep, Happy Valentines... put some sarcasm into that and you probably get how I'm feeling about it.

Of the past 17 years of my existence, of all the Valentines I've had to go through, never - and I mean NEVER - was there ever a time when I felt its presence. Valentines, to me, was just an ordinary day; but to shopping malls and other business establishments (more so, with flower boutiques and chocolate factories), this was (or should I say IS) their lucky day. Entrepreneurs take advantage of this "special" day, as they certainly see it as a chance to see their business in BOOM.

It was not until last night that I felt the pressure of being solo. A friend of mine asked me to tell something about my so-called "love life", as we were going home from our usual Saturday night practice. She seemed so surprised to find out that I had nothing to say about it, since there was none. I'm a loyal member of the NBSB (No Boyfriend Since Birth) Society, and I don't get why people don't believe me when I say this for the umpteenth time! Going back, the drive home suddenly seemed like a job interview for possible "applicants", I was asked what qualifications my guy should have and so I mentioned the things I look for - maturity (as in those around 10 years OLDER than I), religiousness, humor (someone who loves a good laugh), musically-inclined, and most of all, mabait (ung tipong hindi mainitin ang ulo)... and VOILA! Now, it seemed that some matchmaking was being done! nice...this was the exact time I felt the pressure to find someone... but still, I refuse to, and decide to stick to my belief that the right person would come in time, in God's time. I fully entrust my life to Him. I know He wants me to have the best - and that I'll have in His own time.