Valentine Woes

Valentine's day is dreadfully approaching. I hate it when my married friend and my friends who are in a relationship tells me, on don't worry, you will find a boyfriend soon. It is like if suddenly the minute they are in a relationship they are sitting on a high horse. Trust me, I am single as a dollar bill and I ain't want no change.

I never believe in Valentine's day. It was always a day filled with obligations. I hate that it is expected to celebrate a relationship, even if it sucks. I look at some of my friends who are in relationships and I judge. I secretly judge and laugh. Are they really happy?

After talking to a few people who are in their 30s, I am declaring NOT TO GIVE A SHIT. I am fully embracing my inner sluthood. I always abide by the rule of trying not to sleep with someone on the first date. I have decided to add that to the fuck it list. I don't commit a to buying a car before a test drive, why would I commit to a relationship without fucking it. All those rules from Steve Harvey and from the holy bible of dating, claimed that putting out soon is bad because it makes the guy value me less. Meh... Fuck it.

For the longest time, I thought of settling for someone who I can tolerate. Someone who will be a good provider and a good companion. Life is too short for me to wait and