Confessions of a Valentine Grinch

Ew, hearts.

How I do hate Valentine’s Day. As with many people, I suspect this distaste began sometime in Middle School, when the student council sold roses as a fundraiser and I didn’t get one. Year, after year, after year, after year… and then high school, when the fundraiser was filling out a survey and getting a printout of our “best matches” for love or whatev…