Valentine’s Day. The quintessential holiday for cheesy couples the world over. A day dedicated to romance, grand gestures, and slew of really heinous Hallmark cards. If you’re in a relationship or just have a person of interest, this day is often filled with excitement. Every year, people all over the world get that butterflies-in-the-stomach, weak-in-the-knees feeling, and for the rest of us we get, well… annoyed. I happen to fall into the second category (if you couldn’t tell). We all know how couples’ nights pan out on Valentine’s Day, but what about us (painfully) single gals? Here it is, an exclusive look at the Valentine’s Day routine of a single girl with questionable romantic tendencies, and even more questionable carb consumption.
10:37 a.m.
Just woke up. Snoozed it about 7.5 times. 4 “Happy Valentine’s Day!” texts from family already. Checked Facebook, 5 sappy posts in a row. Sun is bright. Morale is low.
11:15 a.m.
Must move soon or face starvation. I will venture outside to the dining hall, hopefully I don’t see anybody I know.
11:27 a.m.
I did see somebody I know. They asked me what my plans were for V-day.
*One shame-spiral later*
12:00 p.m.
Back in my room. Ate unbelievable amount of carbs and pink sugar cookies. At least Valentine’s Day food is good.
3:00 p.m.
Texted gal pals to set up Galentine’s Day. They all have dates. Mood comparable to Jim on Poker night.
4:00 p.m.
Got V-day flowers from my parents. They’re the best. At least they love me, because it looks like I’m going to be living with them for the rest of my life.
7:00 p.m.
After an oreos and chips run, it’s time for a movie selection. Obviously I’ll watch an action movie, not those cheesy romance movies.
7:37 p.m.
If you’re a bird, I’m a bird. *cries*
9:00
Self-reflection time.. I’m in sweats, I spent $10 max, and I didn’t have to worry about sharing my oreos. Being single isn’t so bad.
12:00 a.m.
Sweet jesus, it’s over.