V Day.

So. It's that time of year again. If you must know, today my outfit consists of a black shirt, dark gray jeans, and brown boots. I did decide to don the pink and gray heart socks that my mother sent me in honor of this momentous day in the lives of anyone who has ever been attracted to anyone else. Mother Nature has decided to grace us with some of the l-word today, it's 46 degrees outside and I barely need a jacket. I awoke this morning to an upset roommate and Taylor Swift playing in the room next to me. Lovely. Taylor can actually be a bit depressing, especially on a day like today. It's no wonder February is the most depressing month. If you're in a relationship, you're getting frostbite trying to hold your significant other's hand, and if you aren't, you're depressed because you're not in a relationship and you're cold. Upon walking into the lobby of our fair dorms, I was graced with the presence of two people in an extended embrace. Necessary? Nope. They then proceeded to sit next to each other (very closely) and talk about feelings, I presume. I went along with my normal routine, filling my water bottle and glaring at them through my bangs. I doubt they saw, they were too busy gazing into each other's eyes. I continued my day without too many more "incidents." However, I did see a couple making out while walking. Miraculously, they did not run into anyone. Now there's a feat. Very impressive. During my lunch, I did not want to be listening to the (very loud) vocal stylings of the glee club, singing things like "L-O-V-E" and "Can't Hurry Love" and just about anything else with the l-word in it while clothed in hideously costumed, over-the-top pink and red outfits. However, I was graced with an anti-date in honor of the holiday. This included Jamba Juice and a cookie. Valentine's Day isn't that terrible, I suppose, especially if it means I get free food.