it’s february. that means two things:
(a) january is over, and
(b) valentine’s day is coming
i’m not thrilled about both. the first, because it means i only have 11 more months as a clueless, sheltered, spoiled pre-clinical student. the second, because i have no excuse to fall in step with the rest of the world and become caught up with flower-purchasing, wallet-busting and chocolate-scoffing on the 14th.
yeah, commercialism, yada yada. it’d still be nice to get a rose that was not left over from the valentine’s day fund raising sales in school.
i’m not as sad as the girl in the above picture, but i do foresee alot of poetry-writing with emo music in the background for the next two weeks.