i went out with friends to see scott bond, who kicked ass . the opening djs were frightful, but it gave us all time to hang out. afterwards, i drove my best friend (though i'm not his) home for our customary 2-person afterparty, and i ended up staying till 4:30 pm on monday. i had been worried that he had been avoiding me the whole week before and i didn't know why; i had been worrying sooo much. but when he said, "i'm so glad you're here" at some point in the club, i knew i had been freaking out over nothing and that everything was ok. i'm lucky to have the friends i do, especially my bestest , and i really have to stop worrying about losing them, thinking that it's all too good to be true. this valentine's was about celebrating the love i have for them, and trying to have more faith in it - not living in failed relationships and friendships from the past .