Speakig of V-Day, I have a "confession".
When I was in college, I broke up with a girl on Valentines Day. We were together that morning, and I just got annoyed with her and broke it off. She was crushed and I didn't really care. We had been dating for a few months and it had been a pretty one sided relationship for a while. I just didn't like her that much.
Anyways, that night I went to a big V-Day party at a friends house and ended up making out with another girl. Of course my ex showed up at the party, probably hoping to get me back or something, and saw me hanging out with the other girl. Again, more crushed.
To top it all off, my ex had made me a bunch of cookies for V-Day and arranged them in a decorative bucket. She gave me the bucket a day or so later, probably hoping to make me feel guilty.
Now that I think of it, it probably wasn't a good idea to eat all of the cookies, she might have laced them with ex-lax or something. But I didn't think it through at the time.
Those cookies tasted great. I could almost taste the salty tears of my ex.
Unfortunately, I saw my ex all the time after that (we were both in band) and pretty much every time she saw me she got this sad look on her face. My bad I guess.