I'm quite anti-V-Day, as I've ranted before in another thread. Consumerism and "mandated romance days" aside, I just strongly dislike everything about it.
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm very much into the whole "romantic" thing. It's my main driving force in life. But when it becomes an obligation, there's something wrong. I mean, more power to those who enjoy it. I don't judge. I simply hate how it's marketed toward people, as if there's something fundamentally wrong with you if you aren't rushing home with a bouquet and a box of chocolates in your hands.
And god forbid you go out in public on V-Day without a significant other. Suddenly you're showered with looks of pity as far as the eye can see as everybody assumes that you're some down-on-his-luck loser instead of just some guy out for a walk.
"This grass feels funny. It feels like... pants." - Kirby
Also a song.