Happy belated Valentine's Day my lovelies! :) Aww shucks, each and every one of you are my valentine this yeah, awww yeah! So, as stated before, my floormates + Julie decided to celebrate v-day a day early by having a nice "classy" dinner at Cheesecake Factory in SF, might as well pile up on the carbs since we're alone anyways right? Totes!
I honestly don't know why we decided to wear heels to frolic around in the city (We obviously wanted to be badass motherfuckazzz! Or we attempted to be), but we did. Especially with my swollen ankle, I realized it was a bad idea the moment we hit the pavement in SF, shit. But we roughed it out, and appeared all glamourous and shit (more like tripping and sliding all over the place) while trying to wait out the 90 minute wait for a table of 8. Oy! But we did, well our poor stomaches barely did as we devoured the two basket of bread within 5 seconds upon sitting. Go fatties! The dinner was delicious, the conversations were memorable; the whole night was lovely, fun, and a little oh la laa! ;)
Monday morning, DUN DUN DUN, D-DAY (Domesday), I received two packages that just made my whole day a whole lot sweeter. My best friend, Josh from UCSD, sent me two boxes of thin mints (my fav!) just because he's the sweetest guy ever! They're delicious and happily in my tummy (or more likely, my ass) OH, OH, OH! I also got my giveaway package from Chelsea ver at Zipped, and it made me smile so big! Thank you two for making me super gushingly happy on such a day!
Later on that day, after all the dreadful classes and dribble drabble of rain, Julie and I opted for a sad approach to the whole day. Rather than a happy "LOOK WE'RE SO IN LUBBB CAUSE I HAZ BALLOONS AND CHOCOLATE AND WE KISSY KISSY" kind of ordeal, cause, well were not in a relationship, we went on a friendly date. We had dinner at Bongo Burger, which was super delicious and scrumptious and meaty, yum. After that we took a stroll down to Shattuck Cinema to watch Blue Valentines, which we heard would bring on the waterworks and we were ready to cry, cry, cry. And boy did we cry.
Blue Valentine was heartwrenchingly real and, as cynical as it may sound, it made me realize how lucky I am to be single. Coupledom just spells out DOME (HA, HA GET IT? I MADE A FUNNY IN A SAD SITUATION! GO ME!) to me at the moment. I couldn't possibly handle such a big THING in my little life right now. I'm just happy being...me! I cried within the first 10 minutes and did not stop until the credits stopped rolling. I was in shock. My heart ached for them. My heart ached for me. My heart just ached. It was a brilliant movie to say the least, but not something I'd watch again anytime soon. Or ever.
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