Ahh, Valentine's day... The holiday meant to be spent on that special someone... The event on which people go around buying silly things made out of papermache, pieces of chocolate wrapped in shiny paper, and a bunch of clear stones that, no matter what color or shape it has, recieve the name of diamond anyway. This holiday receives many names; a few of which are listed here...
Firstly, it is called "Nightmare Day" by losers worldwide, for the obvious reason of not having a date. They see the persona of their dreams walking around and cuddling with the popular bastard from school. The situation becomes desperate, as losers try to conquer any random individual in order to provoke jealousy on the aforementioned persona. But, in reality, it doesn't work. Losers end up either: with milk on their pants, with an ugly mark after hitting an open locker door, or dizzy after having sex with someone as desperate as they were.
Secondly, it is known as "Hell on Earth" by married men everywhere. Women become devils during this time of the year, demanding for stupid stuff like flowers, chocolate boxes, a necklace, and, in some parts of Asia, a goat sacrifice. Men, at a frantic attempt at satisfying the women, began to take out money resources from every place possible in order to afford the stuff. In the end, the pleasing wasn't worth it, because the men can't even afford to be paid back, and the women keep on bitching...
Dating couples know this day as "Movie, Steak and Doggy-Style Night." It is self-explanatory.
Internet geeks and emo kids go outside and try to forget about the holiday; known as "Boredom day" by the many communities. Geeks are willing to leave their computers behind for this day only, while emos actually have the feeling of doing something outside. The night usually starts with the geeks whistling to themselves, and emos writing bad poetry. In the end, they both share the same ending: it can be either just another nightmare in their sleep.
Finally, single people take this day as a regular day and do not give it a title. It has been declared, however, that it should be called "Liquor Control Day," as most singles wake up nine hours later with some fat person on their beds with them. This is argued due to the extremely rare exceptions that take place.
It doesn't really matter what your views on Valentine's day are... As long as you don't regret your choice, you are fine. This, of course, doesn't apply to those who ended up killing themselves.