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goodness gracious. i almost forgot it was Valentine's Day today. what a joke hey. i'm not really sure this is a valid holiday. i mean, it's pretty much all hype and not a whole lot of anything else. i don't even know why people get depressed if they're single. it's just another day of the year where the men are expected to do something nice for the women. HA i don't get it, shouldn't your loved one treat you special everyday ? there shouldn't be a day where you have to treat them extra special. my mother was upset that my dad forgot Valentine's day. i laughed. it's my dad for fuck sakes. i don't even think he knows what Valentine's day is half the time. well, actually that's a lie. he usually gets me a cute teddy bear for Valentine's day. he didn't this year, and he didn't get my mom anything either. and when we sat down to eat the ice cream cake my mom bought, she brought it up. and i was like "it's a joke day anyways. it's a lousy excuse to buy candy and flowers." and then she looked at me and turned it on me and said something about how i'm so self-centered and how it looks like i haven't thought of anyone other than myself. she is correct, i might add.

i've gone through some life-changing experiences past couple days. thanks to my best friend Leigha Sbitney whom i love with my whole entire heart.

i finished perming my manicane's head today. me and Emily realized that my hair is actually getting pretty long. i just always have it up and curly. i'm pretty happy.. and in French we had the usual Gold Hair Kid analysis. it's pretty funny. me and Alyssa sit on opposite sides of the room, but we still manage to talk and laugh through texting and glancing at each other. i nearly cried in French today. i sent her a text saying that Gold Hair Kid is a diver. and then she talked about speedos, and then she wondered if ALL his hair is gold. including down south. fuck, i looked at her and could not control myself. i started tearing up.

damn. it's one of those jokes where you're walking through the halls thinking about it, and it makes you giggle here and there and as a result, making you look like the biggest faggot ever. haha.

anyway. came home. wasted an incredible amount of time, listened to some C and C. picked my nails a bit, did my english homework.
which brings me to the next thing. ENGLISH IS HARD. it is so fucking difficult to impress my teacher. i thought i was the best writer on Earth before i got my marks back. i actually feel like the biggest dumbass. that's what happens when you're in an AC class i guess.. it's dog eat dog, man.

that's the bad thing with being an excellent student your whole life. i was always the best student in class.. then you get to high school and it's like a brick in the head like Marv in Home Alone.

*hugeasssigh*
i should probably start memorizing some chemistry now. since a quiz is taking place tomorrow.

by the way, Lauren told me that quiz came from a guy who spray painted it on all the buildings in London.