a dozen roses, diamond rings, fairy tales and dreams for sale.

Okay, so. I'm feeling stressed and annoyed at myself.

Oh, and I can't believe this. I don't know if it's cute or what. Last night my brother went and bought his girlfriend roses. A dozen roses, a card, a box of candy, and a stuffed animal. He didn't spend his lunch money so he could do all of this. He spent twenty-six dollars on this girl.

Then my dad--who usually buys my mom a half dozen roses 'cause, well, he's tight with money--bought my mom a dozen roses and left them in her car.

I got a snowglobe. It's cute, but... eh, you know. Will I ever have a special Valentine's Day?

Tonight I'm going to have to math my brain out. And tomorrow I will have to do the same thing. Mathing and gym in the same day. Someone hates me. Wait, I signed up for the classes, therefore I guess I kinda hate myself.

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I totally would've done this for everyone on my f-list, but time won't allow it. But!

waderapspoorly, potato_juice, and mzspearz: I left all of you guys notes at 140205, because I could think of something for y'all off the top of my head. And because I needed the pickup. Hee.

And I can't friggin' wait for the Lost DVDs.

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Tonight is not my damn night. I think I'm going to pull an all-nighter in my worst subject, if I don't hypervenilate first. Y'all, pray for me. At least once I'm done flunking this test tomorrow, I'll only have to do my interview in speech, and at this point, public speaking sounds like bloody heaven after this.