Holidays are my thing. Christmas? Call me Buddy the Elf. Halloween? I’ll be that basic black cat. Fourth of July? You best believe I’m in red white and blue lighting the fireworks. But Valentines Day? Count me OUT. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m a sucker for a good love story. I love love! But there has always been something about Valentines day that just turns me into a cold hearted witch for 24 hours. Now I know what you’re probably thinking, is it because she’s bitter and single? No, not at all. Because I’ve done this “holiday” being in single, in relationship, almost in a relationship, talking to someone, and even wishing I was talking to someone. So being single this day doesn’t make me hate this holiday, it makes me like it more actually. I grew up in a house where every year my mom would get me chocolates and a little gift and my dad would bring me and all my sisters home flowers, so you would think that I would make this a big deal every year but no. Being a 21 year old in college, I have really learned a few things about Valentines Day. First off, stay off all social media because you’re going to see Brad posting about how much he loves his girlfriend and how thankful he is to have her in his life even though you know damn well last Friday he was hitting up your best friend at 3am. Which brings me to my second point, why is there only one day to appreciate your significant other? Everyday should be the day to show them how much you love and appreciate them. Lastly, the one time I tried to get into Valentines Day was both my freshman and sophomore year in college. I was head over heels for my on and off again boyfriend and wanted to try and do something nice for him. Blew up in my face. Freshman year I ended up in the hospital and didn’t hear from him. And then I tried sophomore year to do something simple and nice for him. Now the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over again and expecting a different result. So yes, it was pure insanity to try again but there I was. He called me up and told me to come over because I was his “Valentine”. I show up with candy a cute card because I was like “Oh it’ll be so embarrassing if he gets me stuff and I show up empty handed”. Boy was I wrong. He had nothing for me and then said he would get me candy at CVS (right next-door) when it went up for sale. That was the LAST time I ever tried doing something for valentines day for anyone. So this year, if it doesn’t involve friends, food, and a box of wine… don’t call me.