All I plan on doing right now watching House until I can't stand it, eating things that may or may not make me feel better, listening to Mumford and Sons, maybe engaging in some retail therapy, and waiting for this stupid day to be over.
I am not a lover of love.
I have had enough.
I want out.
I guess the most I can do is to make cookie-brownies for my rot-corner in Anatomy.
Maybe it'll make Zach feel better.. which might make me feel better. But last time I did that it didn't make him feel better, and I just ended up annoyed.
Fuck My Life.
Fuck Valentines Day.
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