Love Stinks.

I think that just about says it all. Why, you ask? Because it never seems to happen for me. I like a girl, and it never goes beyond that. A girl comes along who may or may not have feelings for me that I in turn may or may not feel as well, but I get so scared that I do nothing. As such, the whole thing just serves to further drive in how pathetic I really feel. This Valentine's day has probably been the worst yet for me. First of all, I was an ass and didn't take a friend up on an invitation to go up skiing, hoping that I might in fact do something. Instead, I didn't. I went to Borders and bummed around there for the afternoon. I got back and went to dinner with some of the other single guys in our dorm, hoping that maybe I'd spend the evening with them. However, after dinner, we all really just went our separate ways. At that point, I decided to take a brief nap. Consequently, I basically just slept through the evening. Any shot that I might have done something is now wasted, and here I am feeling like one gigantic idiot.