If my calculations are correct, we have four days left until my least favourite day of the year. Why is there one day totally dedicated to sickening people who have 'fallen in love'. I have fallen in love but I assure you, pigs will fly before I get a Valentine's off him this year! True thing is, the love is not reciprocated. Which sort of explains why I'm so bitter about it.
I don't hate couples. I don't even hate the fact I'm single (not much anyway) but there is a limit of how much lovey-doveyness a girl can take. I am a very understanding person but if College decides that this year they're going to sell flowers again, I'm going to shoot them. Which they'll probably take with love.
However, to pull me out of a Valentine's Day slump, I am celebrating Anti-Valentine's day on Saturday with my three favourite girls (minus Lucy but what can you do?). Times are tough for these hard decisions. Especially when I have to find something to wear and I've only allocated Saturday morning to do it. Fuck. Any suggestions would be much appreciated!
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