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I'm happy...for the most part. I've been seeing a lot Derek lately, which is very nice. He was wearing a polo shirt today and it was weird. Not in a bad way, just an "wow you never wear polo shirts" kind of way. It was also the same color as one of MY polo shirts, which is bright turquoise and I wore it to work at Panera Bread a lot. Fuck Panera Bread. Tomorrow I'm going to breakfast with the boy friend and we're going to do homework together. Isn't that nice? I think it is because it means we see each other enough to the point where we can do normal non-couple things together.
Speaking of boy friends, i watched The Boy Friend the other day and it was so good. Stupid play, but so much fun. Why does everyone hate it? That's the kind of play you get post-play depression from. Into the Woods is STUPID STUPID STUPID! I think I'm traumatized.
Oh. Valentine's Day. It was a snow day and I spent two hours shoveling the fucking driveway and couldn't even get down. Derek got me anyway and we had a nice night cooking dinner and being in love. I'm still sore from shoveling though. It feels like someone fucked me in the armpits.
Tonight I watched Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang and I thought it was really good. Today (as in Sunday) is Chinese New Year so I also got some money. It came at a good time because I haven't been working. I knew there had to be some perks to being Chinese!
I'm determined to make this week fucking grand. I've been having revelations about not being anti-social and not being a moody bitch and appreciating people more. My point is, it's a good time to hang out with me because I'm not being emo anymore. And even if you don't, it's a good time as well because I won't be that mad at you.