I’m not sure if theres something wrong with me as a woman but, I’ve never been particularly into Valentine’s day. Maybe because most years I never had a significant other to shower me with love and affection…and chocolate. I mean besides my mother.
But I feel like day after day this year my friends have been asking me what me and my boyfriend are doing for the big night and I always reply with, “I’m pretty sure we’re not doing anything.” To which they all look at me like I’ve just shot a kitten.
I just don’t feel like a I need a particular day to show my boyfriend that I love him. Pretty sure that’s what his birthday is for! Oh, and our anniversary! Not to mention his birthday is two weeks after, thats a lot of events to pack in during midterm season.
If life, and hallmark, are going to force us to celebrate such a day filled with nonessential items that will inevitably be eaten or wilt, I would much rather it be a day to appreciate my friends and tell them how much they mean to me.
Therefore, I now dub Valentines Day to be Love One Another Day. But, seriously this is my new holiday I don’t want to hear anything more about Valentine’s Day because I may throw up soon.