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Well it's that time of year once more where lovers display their love and affection, and the  broken-hearted display their hate and bad feelings towards Valentine's Day. There are many mixed emotions about Valentine's Day. In the past I have, experienced both great and awful Valentine's Days. I have also had a few in between. However, over the years, I had to learn to enjoy this day. Like I would enjoy any other beautiful day. I would no longer wallow in the, "My life is awful, no one loves me." rhetoric."  First and foremost, Valentine's Day was introduced to me as the anniversary of my grandmother's birth, her birthday! So I was instantly in love with the day. I enjoyed shopping for her birthday gift along with Valentine's Day cards for my classmates. However, the latter always made me anxious. Especially when I had a little crush on some boy, wondering if he would give me a Valentine's Day card. As I got older, this day of love

Penned by Trinity Let me start by saying I've had a wide range of experiences in the last few years. I've had dudes that were so in love with me that they wouldn't even let me buckle my damn seat belt by myself. On the contrary I've had dudes who would see me carrying a baby, a whole load of laundry, detergent and fabric softener while going down a flight of stairs and wouldn't even hold the door for me. This was MY BOYFRIEND MIND YOU! So you know the chances of any holiday being special were.... about 0. You know what they say, life is like a box of chocolates.... y'all know the rest. (Le Sigh) Since we're on the subject of chocolate, let's discuss El Dia de la Muerte para La Side Chicks; jour du Judgement dernier (Doomsday). Excuse my french, literally. More commercially known as Valentine's Day . One of the most civilly divisive da ys on the western calendar. Chicks happy in love are running around making plans, While single chicks are tu

The SistaGurl Blog: BE YOU NO MATTER WHO YOU ARE WITH : Some girls begin compromising themselves for male acceptance at a very early age. There used to be studies mentioning that girls around t...

Some girls begin compromising themselves for male acceptance at a very early age. There used to be studies mentioning that girls around the age of 9 years old begin to see slight declines in their academics because boys are no longer disgusting and more interesting than the teacher. Personally, boys were never gross to me. I always found them captivating. (No, I was not fast. Well, let’s revisit that.) The earliest “relationship” I can recall was in kindergarten. (Okay, maybe a little fast, but hear me out.) The relationship consisted of me receiving first dibs on his lunch trades, a partner to sit with on field trips, and he wouldn’t tag me during “Red Rover”. The perks were clearly hard to refuse, so I did not. All I had to do to maintain this relationship was suffer through a few moments of sweaty hand holding from time to time. Fast track to the 3rd Grade which is the point of this post, I met THE BOY. He was a transfer student, he was smart, poised, and I probably liked him,