racheljane

I am dreading tuesday. Valentine's Day didn't mean shit to me UNTIL last year. it was the first time i ever had that whole cliched ordeal...roses delivered to my work...went out for sushi dinner cause he knew i loved it and had never tried it (he ended up loving it too)...a few of the gigantic sized Sapporos each...making sweet drunken monkey love...ah the memories
So i ditched class to see him on thursday. we talked (among other things ) and he knows that "the ball is in his court" so to speak, cause i'm still waiting for him. The situation sucks, makes me want to go on a slutty rampage