six months.

it's been half a year, vegetarian. looking back, i regret not having started earlier in life. people ask me how i do it, and whether i still crave the things i used to be able to eat. i just shrug and tell them it comes naturally for me.
so i celebrated by going to work. not. i just needed to pick up my timesheet and turn it in.
then i picked up a dvd that i forgot at my buddy's place. apparently his daddy wants to kill me. it's funny how ive been on quite a few people's hit lists recently.

he was busy, so i went home and tried to nap. but napping doesn't work for me. so i went shopping with my bitches instead.

that's how i celebrated. by going shopping. its just another excuse to spend money. the lady at the counter asked me if i was shopping for valentine's day. i was confused as to why she would ask me this, then i realized all the clothes i bought had some form of red on it. i laughed and told her i don't celebrate valentine's day. she asked me if my boyfriend wanted to celebrate. again, i laughed. i said its complicated, and walked away after i paid.

then we decided to stop by for the vietnamese news year festival in tenderloin. well actually, we went near it, because i wanted thai food. from my favorite thai restaurant.
and finally, the day ended with a sunset. one that actually made me feel better, instead of worse.
it was a long day without you, but the distractions helped me through.

"Engulfed in smoke filled dreams where form is obscured, she is dragged helplessly forward through her own colourful narrative. Her dreams move through stages and changes like the colours in rainbows because for her, things do not appear as they truly are."