No, I don't think being single on Valentine's day is the end of the world...

I am not worried about finding my "boo" between now and Valentine's Day. I do not care that I will be buying myself my own chocolate and flowers. I am perfectly content being with me, myself, and I. That won't change just to have someone give me some gifts on Valentines Day.

Please don't ask me who my guy is when you see me walking around eyeing all the stuffed animals. He's invisible and I am looking for a gift for my dog---she likes stuffed animal snuggles too, ya know. Do not ask me what his name is, all the candy in the buggie is for movie night, not a cute little care package. None of it is for a guy---it's all for me and my friends.

Do not ask me if I did or didn't get asked to go out to dinner. It's none of your business if I did and turned it down or didn't. Do not judge because I will be with my girl friends watching chick flicks and eating a chicken nugget (or for some taking a shot) every time we see a couple's selfie post on Facebook. For the sake of all things good, do not ask me what happened with me and my ex for me to not be in a relationship this Valentine's Day.

It is perfectly okay to be single on Valentine's Day and in my opinion a lot more fun and entertaining. I spend my money on me and I do not have to stress going though three different stores to find the perfect gift for a guy who isn't even going to appreciate it that much. I would much rather be that one girl in Hooters shredding her ex boyfriend's picture to get free wings than having to dress up to wait two hours for a fancy meal with a boring conversation.

How about we stop making singles feel like crap for being single on Valentine's day? It is already single awareness day so how about don't make it any worse on us and let us make the day as fun as we can. No, we aren't looking for your attention or for you to take us out. We can handle ourselves.

So here is to enjoying and making the most out of this single awareness day, and for a damn good time with my friends while you deal with a nagging significant other because you got the wrong kind of chocolate.