V-Day not always about the love
Valentine’s Day is supposed to be a day full of love and happy stories. But just like dating in general, Valentine’s Day can also have hilariously horrible stories.
Dallin Osman, freshman majoring in computer science said, “I was asked to a Valentine’s Day dance one time by this girl who liked me. When the day arrived, we went to dinner at someone’s house. I’m a vegetarian, and there was mostly meat. But then when we were at the dance, she had to stop and talk to everyone and flirt with every guy. We danced half a song the entire three and a half hours.”
Broadcast journalism freshman Leavitt Wells said her Valentine’s Day ended in with quite the crash. She said, “There was a couple at my high school in Las Vegas, Nev., who were madly in love and were planning on getting married right out of high school. It was Valentine’s Day and so naturally the guy, Matt, had a romantic evening planned. He had surprised her by having a rose delivered to each class, and then gave her another dozen at the end of the day. He took her to work and then went to finish the setup. He bought her a beautiful black dress and laid it out on her bed. That night they went out to dinner at a hotel in Vegas. They were on their way back to his house driving on the freeway. Matt forgot to look over his shoulder when he was changing lanes, and they were hit by a semi. They were both taken to the hospital and lived but decided later to break off the engagement.”
Stephanie Porter, freshman majoring in secondary education said her day of love ended with more than an injury to herself.
She said, “On Valentine’s Day, it was my first date with this guy who I liked. We decided to go miniature golfing. While everyone was taking their turns, some of the kids started jump roping, only with the golf clubs. My date was jumping with my friend and was holding the golf club hard when he accidentally let go of the handle. The handle didn’t have a grip on it, so it was just the metal. It hit me by the lip and down my chin, and I was started bleeding pretty badly. I was trying to figure out where the bathroom was, and no one would help me. Later, we went to dinner at The Olive Garden and we went to the wrong one. When we finally arrived at the right Olive Garden, the guys then left to watch a basketball game, so the girls all went to the bathroom and, frustrated with our dates, we were ragging on them. We went to leave, and the guys were all standing at the door listening and laughing. When we got to the dance, the boys ditched us again. My date wouldn’t ever dance with me, and when he did he was always telling his friends to kiss their dates. When he dropped me off at the doorstep, I went inside. I went to school the next day and he was telling everyone that I was all over him and was trying to kiss him and stuff. It was horrible.”
Natalie Hatch, freshman majoring in English, said her Valentine’s Day was also a terrible day.
She said, “This kid I met between my junior and senior year of high school knew I didn’t have a valentine. So for Valentine’s Day, during my senior year, he drove to my home from Orem. It was supposed to be just friends, so we did dinner dutch. Afterwards, he took me to a cemetery like the one in ‘A Walk to Remember’ and we stargazed. At midnight, I said I should probably go, and told him that he should go because he had a worse drive than me. Anyway, neither of us left. It became one in the morning and he leans in. I thought he was going to grab the cocoa cup, but he was leaning in to kiss me. I leaned back, and he went 90 percent, and I went 90 percent in the other direction. I was like ‘Whoa, we’re supposed to be friends.’ He told me, ‘I drove all the way up from Orem and you thought we were just friends?’ He was so mad he grabbed the stuff and stormed out of the cemetery. I had to walk home from the cemetery alone at 1:30 in the morning. Surprisingly enough, we still have a great friendship, but that’s because he’s seven hours away.”
–april.ashland@aggiemail.usu.edu