The Editor's Notebook - Valentine's Day

Feb 15, 2006 22:33

The Editor’s Notebook

Valentine’s Day is overrated

Daniella De Luca
Editor in Chief

So, it’s the day after Valentine’s Day. For those of you with significant others, you most likely were showered with love and joy and all good things yesterday. Some of you even probably got to celebrate the day over the weekend. And, for those of you, who were Valentine-less (much like myself), you can now breathe a sigh of relief. That lovey-dovey holiday is over, and things can go back to normal. Meaning? All that love stuff? It gets taken down a notch.
What I don’t understand is why we would make up a holiday to celebrate love and admiration. Shouldn’t every day be about these things? Why love someone more in the middle of February than in July? Why not today, the day after? It just doesn’t make sense.
At least the greeting card companies, florists and candy makers are living it up. Every year they fool millions of people into thinking that they need to buy cards, chocolates, flowers and unmentionables to show their significant others, spouses, families, and friends they care. Say “I love you,” with a stuffed gorilla who plays a plastic three-stringed, electric guitar and bobs back and forth to the tune of “Wild Thing.”
Pick up a box of chocolates in one of the many aisles that are dedicated to the holiday. If you can manage to keep yourself from devouring the whole box before you get back to your car, then major props to you.
Chances are, if you’re like me, you’ll be let down on this holiday in some way (i.e. your object of desire breaks up with you, takes an interest in one of your friends instead, or my personal favorite, he forgets the holiday all together!). This is why you shouldn’t ever skimp on the chocolate. Buy an extra box for yourself because you might need to overindulge later. Just watch out for the coconut ones that are so cleverly disguised as caramels.
On your way back from the store, you can make a brief stop at a gas station for your $19.99 bouquet of a dozen roses wrapped in newspaper. Nothing is classier, except for maybe dinner on a college budget at a fast food restaurant of your choice.
Sign the tacky card you bought for $.49 with glitter, bows and lace as you crumple up the receipt destroying the evidence that you bought the card on that very same day. At least allow time for your saliva to dry on the envelope seal before you give the card to her next time.
So, as we turn our calendars to today, Feb. 15, let’s keep something in mind. This Valentine’s Day was just like any other day. We just pretended to like each other more.
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