Candy, chocolate, roses, oh my.

Today is Valentines day. I'm not sure if you know this, but, apparently it's a big deal. Heck, it's the busiest card sending day next to Christmas (according to Wiki, but, who knows how accurate that is). Now, I'm not sure if you have realized this about me, but, I am no romantic. I don't need violins and roses and a man with a guitar writing me a song to be happy. I have a few problems with Valentines day. Let me start by saying how much I hate the color scheme. Pink and Red together might be the worst combination possible. I get that those are the colors of love, but who decided those should be the romantic colors? Also, how much land do we destroy growing all these flowers that last a few days and then we discard. Read into it, people who work with these flowers get some serious health problems. And, I hate those boxes of assorted chocolates, there's only ever one that's worth eating and the rest are just really gross. Restaurants are packed and waiters are going nuts under the pressure. I feel bad for guys who have to try to come up with something cool to do because girls are expecting some super romantic, amazing day that they can brag to their friends about. But, really how creative is your boyfriend when he takes you out the same day as every other couple in the country (and across the world)? Perhaps all this intense bitterness is boiling up inside of me because I don't have anyone to dress in pink and red for and force into paying for an expensive dinner for me. But, I was really fine with V-day until everyone else made it a big deal.
Seriously, the looks of sympathy and worry that I received when I would explain- no, i don't have a valentine, and yes, I am ok with it- were ridiculous. One person told me I should at least make plans with friends so I don't feel so 'devastatingly lonely.' Ok, well, now I'm going to go slit my wrists. It's Saturday. Sure, things look cute, and are all hearted out, but, it's still Saturday. My life will go one with or without a valentine. Shocking. I know. It is almost 10 pm and I have not cried once. Weird. Maybe I have some psychological problem that allows me to be confident in myself without a boy.
For all those who do have a valentine, I hope that you've had a wonderful, romantic, beautiful day and enjoyed the company of the person you love. I do not judge you for making cute cards, wearing pink and red, receiving or buying flowers or going out for a nice dinner. It makes me happy to know you have someone in your life. For the rest of you, especially you girls, please stop freaking out because on this one day your singleness was thrown in your face. Life marches on. And, some other time some boy will come along and make you feel special on his own terms on your own day. That's my piece. Have a wonderful Valentines/Saturday/Arizona Statehood day! Night.