Apparently writing this blog makes me some sort of relationship expert, because it inspired an invitation from ESPNU to host a a Valentine's Day segment to school boys in how to survive Valentine's Day.

You can watch the segment here, but in synopsis, here are some words of wisdom to get gentlemen through D-Day. I mean, V-day ...

1. Well for starters, don't forget! Though, jewelry commercials certainly make it hard to forget about Valentine's Day. But help the economy (and yourself by making your woman happy) and partake in the Hallmark holiday.

2. Don't get a gift from a drug store or a gas station. Make us feel classy and get our box of chocolates from the grocery store at least.

3. No stuffed animals! ... unless you're shopping for a 10-year-old girl, which in that case would make you gross. Women make their beds with throw pillows as adults, not teddy bears.

4. Be creative when setting up the date. Besides, the more creative you get the cheaper the date gets. And be tactful — don't take her to an expensive steak house if she doesn't eat meat.

Valentine's is typically a holiday geared toward couples and florists, but in all honestly, single men seem to actually reap most of the benefits from it. They can go out on Valentine's Day with the unavailable women already weeded out for them, leaving an assortment of single women looking for a little love, or loving — whatever. And they don't even have to buy a present.Thus the single guys seem to be the ones who score the most on Valentine's Day. Pun intended.

According to the best-selling book by Tucker Max, Assholes Finish First … because we all know the nice guy finishes last. The nice guys in the back of the line can confirm.

And according to another best selling-book, by Sherry Argov, Men Love Bitches. She even goes so far to tell you why.

So does this mean nice girls finish last, while bitches finish first?

I don’t think either gender is exempt from this distorted phenomenon … while the good girl goes after the bad boy, the nice guy likes the bad girl. It makes total sense.

When a person lets someone walk all over them, they will, whether they intend to or not … and then lose respect for said person as they’re digging their heels into their heart.

I'm not even running in the race anymore — you'll find me just driving around in circles, spinning my wheels while assholes like Kyle Busch keep winning. Why? Because I’ve been too sweet to the guys I’m sweet on. I translate into a welcome mat for them to walk all over.

And not just in the dating world either. People will ungratefully abuse my generosity, preying on it like it’s a weakness. Since when has being a good person made you a victim for bad people? But maybe they’re not the asshole for taking advantage of us — we’re the assholes for letting them.

Speaking of assholes, Tucker Max actually makes an excellent point in his book, that men will give women as much respect as they demand they be given. If they care about you, they will meet those demands. If they don’t, they won’t. Simple as that.

I know I was way too nice to him, and he played me like I was a saxophone. I know I shouldn’t have submitted to the situation of not being his priority, I shouldn’t have pretended like it didn’t bother me when he wasn’t consistent, I shouldn’t have stayed in the game when he was making then changing the rules. I shouldn’t have answered his texts because he didn’t pick up the phone and call. And I should’ve said, “Fuck you very much,” rather than thank him when he pulled a make-up sample kit out of a goody bag he got for free from an event, which was two shades lighter than my skin and said, “I got you a Christmas present.”

By caring about a person too much you give them leverage not to care. There's a thin line between nice and naive, and when walking it, it's easy to lose your balance — just try not to lose your dignity while you're at it.

You don’t have to be mean in order to show strength, but you can be more selective about who you’re kind to — only people who are kind to you. So no more giving more than you get, especially from someone who is selfish with your selflessness. So no more Miss Nice Girl! … but I’m still not going to be a bitch.

After holding out for 15 seasons, I broke down and started watching The Bachelor for the first time this season, merely because I know two of the girls on it – Kim and Emily, both from Charlotte. And after DVR’ing the season thus far and even attending a Bachelor viewing party for the first episode to support Team Kim and Emily, I am still rather confused. Can someone please explain this show to me?

So let me get this straight … There are 25 girls living in a house like sorority sisters, but are all fighting over the same guy? And he goes around making out with each of them until he decides which one he wants to marry?

Since when has winning a man’s affection become an audition where you vie to make the cut? Do we like a challenge so much that we’re willing to make dating into a game show, literally?

A harem of women competing for one man on national television gives him the power to say, “Any many miny mo, catch a ho with a rose.”

The Bachelor is everything that is wrong with the world of dating.

Define "dating."

When someone says "I am dating ____ (insert name)," it could mean they are boyfriend-girlfriend, they are going to the movies and out to eat on a consistent basis, they are going home together after the bars, or they're just doing the horizontal hump. Basically, dating could entail anything more than friends — without benefits at least.

So what in the hell is dating exactly? Is it how you coin a relationship, or just a PC way of saying "fucking"? Can someone please explain it to me so when I talk about my relations I know how to "DTR" (Define The Relationship) ... because that's hard to do when I can't even define dating.

I wanted to know what you thought dating is defined, so I asked via my Facebook page, and here are some of the responses I got from my request to define dating ...