I was sitting at The Nicholls Worth office thinking about how Kayne West’s comment about turning the music off to give thanks to his mother during the Grammys was freakin’ classic, and I realized, “Oh crap, I have to give my thoughts on Valentine’s Day.” Since I’ve been an “adult,” I haven’t enjoyed the flowers, candy and nocturnal spoils of Feb. 14.

Why? Because the day usually fell on a day when I had to take a test or had work, then go home to study for a test.

And in the case of last V-Day, I went through a breakup that forever changed my opinion about ever having a relationship for the rest of the duration of my college career.

But don’t feel too sorry for me, though (really, you shouldn’t at all). I’ve enjoyed the experiences that come with being single.

I like not having to wait for a phone call to make plans with a significant other.

Why? Because I hate having to wait on other people, especially someone who, since this is college, will probably have a test, job or some other responsibilities that don’t include a fancy dinner or something so romantic it would make John Legend wish that he wrote “We Are Not Ordinary People” better.

I’ve also had the pleasure of enjoying things that make me happy.

For instance, I love to shop. Unless I meet a guy who loves to shop as much as I do and will actually put up with me (because I take a long time to make critical fashion decisions), I am shopping alone, and I’ll be armed with some cash, a debit card and free time on my hands.

Since being single, I’ve enjoyed the company of my friends, too.

Not worrying about having to master the art of wanting to spend time with a significant other and friends at the same time has been a subtle blessing in the making.

I’ve also realized being closer to family has been a stronger love and valentine than anyone could ever give me at this point in my life.

Now, I don’t want anyone thinking that I’m bashing people who are in relationships. Quite frankly, it’s exactly the opposite.

I love to people-watch and think it is cute to see people hold hands, rub shoulders and embrace each other. Hopefully one day, when I’m not too busy or caught up in my own drama, I’ll be watched with someone special doing cute and fuzzy stuff.

It’s just that at the end of every minute, every hour and each day, I realiz I’m just not ready to give my all to one person just yet.

I’m not a horrible person, but I think giving one person all of yourself is a lot of work and responsibility when people should take the time to love themselves first.

To give proof I do believe in love and I’m not a heartless you- know-what, I’ll like to wish everyone a happy Valentine’s Day with whomever you spend it.

Just don’t go all-out and make babies; get the degree first.