*uck Wheat.

Anyone offended by the current title of my post today should correct their mind and realize that there is such a thing as BUCK wheat. Just saying.
So here's my latest confession. I desperately want Subway to be my Valentine this year. They have all their classic footlongs for 5 bucks. AMAZING right? Right. Except that, I, having the worst luck with allergy minded things, have in fact developed an allergy to wheat. Do you know what this means? It means, no bread, no crackers, no cake, no brownies.... cookies? Out of the question. I'm allowed to eat....meat, or fruits and veggies. I'm not a huge fan, so I've lived on chips and salsa for a while.

On a side note.
It's only the beginning of February and I've already gotten kicked out of school, however with some begging and pleading and a rather large monetary donation, I was taken back.

I've decided that I think I'm a little depressed. I have no dtive to be social at all with anyone. Except at home, that I can do because I don't really have to try to look good or sound nice or anything, as long as I show up in a common room with a smile and something to contribute to the conversation no one really worries about me. That works out. My texts these days usually consist of yah, nope, later, :), lol, or ttyl. I'm not much more than that these days.
A week ago I knew what I wanted, but now, I'm thinking what I thought I wanted, isn't really what I wanted at all, I fucked up, and now there's no way out. I'm not dealing drugs or anything, but I almost wish I was, because that seems easier and at least I'd be making bank.

Idk, anyway I'm off to find some food that doesn't contain wheat. Wish me luck!
I'll be back again soon. Cross my heart and hope to die, drop a breadcrumb by my side....