[Highlight of the Day:]

It finally happened… I fell down the stairs.

So, methinks a Valentine's Day for 2005 overview is in order:
It generally sucked all day. I guess I laughed a little, so that's always lovely. However, there wasn't much to be hyped up about. Only now am I realizing how much I truly dislike the way my fellow classmates act, and I guess I'm slipping back into one of those moods again where all I want to do is curl up in my closet and be served bread and packets of water under the door with a curious sign that reads, "Absolutely No Admittance" in every language within a 2,000,000 mile radius.

I think I was originally speaking about Valentine's Day, though, so let's get back on track.

Leah gave me six roses, and Brittany actually turned in the order sheet before she left (I didn't think she had), and gave me three with a balloon... who's name is Bob officially, now. Let's all ignore the fact that Bob is lying on my bedroom floor due to helium lackege. Bob was such a friendly balloon, too, albeit a little more than slightly confused looking... but, still friendly! So, he was my best companion for the whole of the day... excepting, of course, when he got so tired of my company he began to smack his head repeatedly against the railing of the stairs. It was insulting, to say the least. I mean, I don't think I've ever tortured someone to the point of physical abuse... until now. Man, that Bob was a good guy... er... balloon..

But, aside from all that, I caved and ate chocolates.

Go me.

I hate Drivers Education.
I hate Drivers Education.
I hate Drivers Education.
I hate Drivers Education.
I hate Drivers Education.
I hate Drivers Education.
I H-A-T-E Drivers Education!