I hate Valentines Day. It’s a fabrication by card companies and florists to sell more and make more money. I don’t need one day to tell everyone I love that I love them – they should know that I do and I should show it more often than one day a year quite frankly.
I think it’s more for when you’re younger anyways. I used to get a couple of Valentines cards through the door every year, which to be honest, is quite exciting when you’re a hormonal (and insecure!) teenager and you think someone actually fancies you.
I found out a few years later that my Mum actually sent them. Sad times.
HOWEVER. If something really quite romantic happened on Valentines Day, I think the girly side of me would somehow take over. Even if it was something really soppy, like a Valentines Day proposal or something. I am, afterall, only human.
I still think it’s a stupid day. Single people must feel AWFUL on Valentines Day. I’ve only been single a couple of times on Valentines Day, but it’s ok because I still received some cards through the post. Thanks, Mum.