Chinese Food is the Devil

I hate "Number One Chinese Food" place. I have a tummy ache, and I am not ashamed to admit that I want my mommy.

Once again I have spent another Valentine's Day by myself. No surprise in that. I hate the bullshit that all your friends (who are in somewhat of a relationship) try to console and tell you. Things such as: guys can't see what's in front of them, that I am too good for them, that none of them deserve me, that I am pretty but they can't see that. Why give the whole bullshit speech? Just fucking say, "He is not that into you," or in my case "Men are just not that into you." Maybe after being told that by somebody I will finally give up and spend my life in a convent praying the rosary till I die of old age. Last night when I was falling asleep I was thinking about how maybe I have lost my chance to find that right guy. Maybe Renke (my ex) was the best that I was ever going to have, and I let him go. But, I just don't think that is possible. He couldn't of been "the one" for me. I know I deserve more, or maybe I have way too antic and high expectations for guys, and thus, I am over looking the low, mediocre, anal rententive creeps all around me. I mean really there are plenty of creeps in the see; I mean fish. However, there is always something I can count on..... my wonderful friends back at home. They understand. And, there is nothing better than receiving a call or a text from them in order to feel the warmth all the way from the deep South Texas.

Happy Valentine's Day Everyone.
Happy Single-Lonely-You're Such A Loser- Day to Me.