My friend Cory refers to Valentine's Day as "single awareness day." I have decided I don't want to be in a relationship, for at least a year. My last few bad experiences have turned me off to the whole idea of romantic intimacy. If that sounds like a sad, regrettable statement, it's not. I'm pleased about this development. I haven't been single for longer than 2 weeks since I was 15.
2 more secrets:
I love musicals.
I love the Sound of Music.
I went to see Sound of Music on broadway yesterday.
I am not ashamed to say that I loved it. Nausea-inducing romance and happiness via singing/dancing routines are good for the soul. Occasionally.
I almost had a panic attack because the old lady next to me was blocking my exit and she kept glancing over at me suspiciously.
So I took some drugs.
Today I am going to Little India to buy Bollywood movies. I absolutely love Bollywood movies.
My roommates boyfriend sent her edible roses from Jersey that I am going to eat for breakfast.
I am excited to be alive today, for now.