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So here is the gist, I don't like Valentine's Day. I don't like how the US markets this day, as if you don't do anything then you are this horrible person. I don't think girls should expect something on this day nor should guys feel the "need" to do something. I don't this what you do on this day should be the measurement of a man. My roommates, both who love this holiday, said I am over reacting! We had this huge long discussion on it. Well, Thursday morning I woke up and headed down to make coffee. I opened my door and there leading from my door to downstairs was a trail of cut out hearts.

Soft Frank Sanataria was playing from down stairs! I made my way down and the table was covered in tea candles all lit up with a pink teddy bear on the table with a valentine's card for me.

I shock my head with a smirk on my face "oh goodness." I went able to make coffee which I found a pink bow on the handle of the coffee maker.

I turned to get the water for the coffee only to find out the girls had died all the water pink!

I then went in to the bathroom and on the mirror was written in red lipstick funny comments I had made about the holiday.


The toilet had red die in the bowl. Wow...they went all out. I poured my bowl of cereal only to find out they had put pink confetti in it.

Brooke woke up and yelled Happy Valentine's Day! She wondered if I was going to take a shower. I said no since I had done it last night....come to find out they had put balloons in the shower and put red die in the shower head so the first seconds of turning it on it was just red! Kind of creepy....



So that night we went over to a friends house. She had planned a Valentine's Dinner since the girls were already on a roll with it. It was fun though....I sure do love my roommates. They made me laugh....





I found out later that Brookie stole all of my black clothing out of my closet...cuz I had said I might wear that on V-day.