Valentine's Day--Who Needs It?

On the eve of this Valentine's Day I find the need to curse the card companies and chocolate factories. CURSE YOU!

Ok, I feel better. But who isn't with me on that? Don't get me wrong, I LOVE those little candy hearts that have the little messages on them and I can always go for getting a heart filled with mystery chocolates. But why make a holiday out of it?

My issue with Valentine's Day is along the same line as my issue with New Years. Why do we need a special day set aside for something that we should be doing ALL OF THE TIME? Shouldn't we tell the people that are near and dear to us every day that we love them? Shouldn't we just get a gift for someone just because? Why do we make such a big deal out of February 14^th?

We as a society are so distracted by holidays that lose their meaning before we even know what the meaning is. We get so consumed with Valentine's Day and what we are going to buy that special someone that we don't think about the bigger picture.

The easy solutions—don't celebrate Valentine's Day. Don't wear red, don't buy a card, don't drop to one knee and offer a dozen long stem red roses (which are so over rated, I can't stand roses) to the one that you care for. Instead; wake up as you normally do and start telling the people in your life how much you care for them on a DAILY basis. Try to do something nice and unexpected every day for that someone in your life because if you did that then you wouldn't need to go overboard to try to make up for all the times that you didn't next February 14^th.

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Randomness

I've spent the last week waiting for inspiration, something that made me slightly angry that I could write about for this blog. But instead of something that made me angry, I was just met by things that made me smile, and in some cases jump for joy. Like the fact that I just was admitted into Emerson College and their Graduate School for Journalism. Yes. I am officially going to Graduate School. I received the acceptance letter last Wednesday and there was just this huge, enormous weight lifted off of my shoulders. I can't even describe how great it felt to open that package and see CONGRATULATIONS! It's almost unbelievable.

The only thing that has made me a little annoyed this past week is Ana Nicole Smith's death and the amount of coverage in the media it is receiving. Can we not just let this woman, who has been bullied by the media for years, rest in peace? It is a horrible thing that happened, and the media is behaving like a pack of wild dogs devouring this news and everything surrounding it. Who's the baby's father? Where does her money go? Did she commit suicide? Did someone murder her? Did her nurse and security guard not do enough to resuscitate her? GIVE IT A REST. She deserves to keep what last shards of dignity she has. She was beaten by the media for her marriage to an 80-year-old billionaire, for her sponsoring the weight loss pill TrimSpa, and over the death of her son while she was giving birth to her daughter. We, as a country, should not allow this to be the news that we want our on front pages. It's a shame.

I was in a production of The Vagina Monologues this weekend. For those of you who do not know this show, it is a set of monologues written from what are called Vagina Interviews. It was written by Eve Ensler who wanted to raise awareness about violence against women in the United States and abroad. Some of the monologues are considered risqué and offensive, and I can understand why. However, I feel that the cause is so great that the content can be overlooked. All money rose from the shows (which are done all over the country and the world on February 14—V-Day) go to organizations that fight for the rights of women. As a miniature feminist I participate in the show and donate my time, money and effort to this cause.  

Forgive the randomness that is in this blog.

Question Everything.