When I was a little kid I used to love Valentine's Day. Valentine's Day meant coming into class with little paper cards for all of your classmates. It meant a day of endless candy and compliments from friends. It meant red and pink decorations, it meant hugs and stuffed animals from my parents. It was a day of affection: I had no qualms about it.

It was only as I matured that the reality started to sink in: Valentine's Day Sucks.

Why has this holiday even become a thing? Really. Yes, it’s a day to celebrate love, to get all romantic with your significant other, but truly if you were with someone everyday should be treated like Valentine's Day. On top of that, Valentine's Day is just a constant reminder for anyone who is single that they are alone.

Aside from that, Valentine's Day is just dumb. I have had friends that were trying to break up with their significant other but waited until after Valentine's Day just so the break up wouldn’t be that bad. I have heard of people spending hundreds of dollars on roses and dinner reservations and gifts. Why?

My generation is the pioneer of hook-up culture. Maybe it is because everyone’s parents are getting divorced, or maybe it is because people just want to be independent, but somewhere down the line, people thought it would be cool to stop caring. A lot of us have yet to have a significant other. Thank you Valentine's Day for being a constant reminder of that.

It's almost sad that romance is dead. This generation has become consumed with hook-up culture. We go out, we find someone, we hook up with them and then feel awkward every single time we see them walking around. It’s like we’re all afraid of commitment, it's not considered cool to show any feelings. You do not hear crazy love stories anymore. People don't even date anymore. Even saying that you are “exclusive” is equivalent to giving someone an engagement ring nowadays.

So, why remind us? Why does this holiday still exist? Why constantly remind us that we are single, that we may not find someone, that our parents are divorced...it is just a pathetic waste of a day that could bring everyone a lot less stress.

Moral of the story: Please do not yell at me to buy roses in Upper Usdan, I literally don’t have anyone to give them to.