I hate Valentine’s Day. I seriously do. I even ranted about it at Mico of Mico last year. Somehow I’ve been lucky enough where I’m not actually in a relationship on Valentine’s Day. I’d hate to be pressured into having to get someone some kind of extravagant gift on a certain day of the year, not any day that I want to (which I will get to in a later entry).
Seriously, I wouldn’t mind the day so much if people didn’t always try to sell me shit as I’m walking down the street the day of or the days leading up to V-Day.
Leave it Mico to have a story about February 14, 2010… It’s not even a long story either because I honestly don’t remember that day too much.
