It was yikes city,  I wasn’t sad or looking; I don’t even have anyone in my life where I could even pretend like today could have had weight.  But I couldn’t help but notice how stuck I am. 

At school,  I feel like I’m 70 years old.  Everyone listens to dubstep and they all sound very dumb when they talk.  Maybe not dumb, but I don’t think they have anything to offer me at this stage in their lives.  Maybe I’m only coming across freshman or something, I don’t know.  Like in my film class, for example.  We were watching scenes from movies so we could study the camerawork and cinematography.  Want to know what my class chose as the movie to dissect? Superbad.  SUPERBAD.  It was a decent movie and it was relevant, IDK, 4 years ago but this is the movie we broke down so we could understand it’s complexities.  OUT OF ALL THE MOVIES EVER.  

Anyways, I spent the rest of V-Day playing video games and unsuccessfully recording rap beats because that’s where I’m at in life.  A guy who at any given moment could be photoshopping a koala bear on a skateboard.  And that’s why I’m stuck.  Because I’m reading St. Augustine and teaching myself violin while trying to finance a doggie dance studio for underprivileged collies and I have to no idea how to reconcile these two opposing states.

Hope your valentine’s day was nice, Anon.