Valentine's Day was awesome! And the best part of the awesome was that I am single! I am single and I was proud to be. I have been learning so much about myself as of late it is amazing. I am actually happy. I am seeing a guy, though, later today, when it is actually day. He is the most amazing friend I have ever had. I have the hugest crush on him too, but we both know it would never get anywhere, he's way too far away for me, the whole long distance thing and I just don't work out. After Josh I was through with all that. I am single and loving it. I went to dinner tonight with two of my girlfriends, a hot guy waited on us, I ate chicken (which I don't normally do), and we watched the Notebook. I am way too excited for 1:25 today. That is the time when I shall be on the bus to see my friend. I haven't been this excited since I was a wee little girl waiting for Christmas morning. Oh! He is the most spectacular person in the world, he is so kind. I cannot believe a man like him exists that I am just friends with. The situation is amazing and so is he. I am so happy. He is happy too. I am single and I'm happy. Who'd a thunkit? Those two words don't normally go in the same sentence (:single" and "happy"), yet they do. My friends today said all throughout the day that I was "beaming", or "cheesy", or "pippy". They all have this obsene idea that I really like him. I cannot, though, because if I did. If I were to say something like "I'm in love with the man" I wouldn't be able to live with myself because I'm single now, he lives towns away, I wont get to see him, it wouldn't work out. It never does, so I'm just happy single. I had fun on Valentine's Day without a care in the world, I am happy being single...Right?