That time of the year is coming again. You know, that time when suddenly everyone has a boyfriend and the only commited relationship you’re in is the one you have with your bed. When the only thing you can do to console your single self is pray that relationships suddenly become illegal, read through this list of 10 things that are totally better than having a boyfriend on Valentine’s Day.
1. Eating whatever you want
That ever-constant struggle of surviving on one piece of lettuce to ensure that you can squeeze into that skin-tight red dress doesn’t apply to you. Eat as much as you want. You are one sexy lady. You deserve it.
2. Netflix
Not only does Netflix have every binge-worthy TV show right at your fingertips, it also recommends shows based on your favorites. A boy couldn’t do that if his life depended on it.
3. Sleeping
Having no plans means that you’ve got plenty of time to catch up on some much needed beauty rest. Plus, maybe you’ll run into Prince Charming in your dreams.
4. Sweatpants
Wearing sweatpants is almost like not wearing pants at all. And you know what they say, no pants are the best pants.
5. Wine
Cupid kind of screwed you this year, so why not sit back and unscrew a bottle of your favorite wine? Make that two.
6. Campus Cookies
Who needs a man when warm, chocolatey goodness is just a phone call away. They even make heart-shaped cookie cakes if you’re feeling romantic.
7. Watching Pride and Prejudice marathons
Let’s be honest, no man on this earth can live up to the expectations set by Mr. Darcy, and Keira Knightley is a total #wcw. And don’t be ashamed to let a few tears slip out either.
8. Dancing like Taylor Swift at award shows
Put on your favorite guilty pleasure album and rock out like millions of people aren’t watching.
9. Ben and Jerry’s
The only men you’ll ever need. ‘Nuff said.
10. Best friends
There’s no better way to spend your least favorite holiday than with your most favorite people. Grab your girls and plan the best Galintine’s Day in the history of forever. Sisters before misters, am I right ladies?