I hate Valentine's Day
I fucking hate livejournals. That is why I am making one. So everyone can read my thoughts and feelings. I will update this about twice a month or so. But I needed somewhere to vent. And I thought, why not vent in the new trendy place... a livejournal. So here it is, my very own livejournal. I will try to piss off as many people as possible in this journal because that also seems to be trendy. But now for my ranting...
Valentine's Day has ruined my week. It was awful. First I find out that I did the wrong English assignment. Then only about twenty people saw the embarassment of Luke's locker. I wish more people had seen it. I wish I had a camera. Damn was I dumb. And then I get THE FLOWER OF MISERY! This would be seen as an ordinary flower to most, but I thought it something special. When I saw it I was shocked and I was very pleased. I believed that somebody actually liked me, which meant that they looked past my extra large exterior to my even larger interior. And then I read the note. "Tom, Happy Valentine's Day! (heart) Your Secret Admirers (smiley face)" This note made me even more excited because two people saw me for who I am. I mean, come on, usually you have to pay double for that. I was very curious as to whom sent me the carnation. My curiosity dominated my day and I thought of little else, except for Meg's birthday while we were in chorus. When I got to math class last period, I was going insane over who sent me this fucking flower. Then Amanda said that she knew who it was. Between prodding her and Steph I learned that it was Ashley and Margaux. I thought, well I did have that nice conversation with Margaux and I did tell Ash that if you can't get one Charest the other one is always available. But when I talked to Ash online, I learned that it was just a big joke. A BIG FUCKING JOKE!!! Toying with an unstable young man's heart is not a joke. I was crushed. I thought that I would finally have a nice Valentine's Day, but my dreams were crushed by those she-devils. I cried myself to sleep last night. I even played GTA San Andreas to take my mind off things by killing hookers. But every hooker reminded me of love and made me even worse. It took me forever to do the English assignment because I was so distracted. I didn't even get any candy and I love candy. The only good thing that happened was that I received honorable mention for the Golden Dozen, a prestigious award for high school football players who excel on and off the field. That means a free dinner for Tom. Then I came to school today, only to be greeted by one of the aforementioned demons outside Mrs. Broman's room. What a great way to start the day.*sarcasm* And she still thinks it is some huge joke. At least one has tried to apologize. It is tough to get in my book of people who I am mad at but those two are on the first page.
The highlight of today was weightroom. I love lifting weights. It takes my mind off of whatever is troubling me. It is one of the few things I am good at because I obviously suck at life seeing as my heart is a fucking toy. I hope the basketball team wins tonight. And I hope two certain people don't go. Yes that means you...Pat and Chris. Just kidding. Those two people know who they are.
Anyway, I just realized how long this was and how soon supper is so I am going to stop ranting. I want everyone to comment so I can beat that pirate hooker Margaux's record for most comments of 100. Have a nice day.
Valentine's Day has ruined my week. It was awful. First I find out that I did the wrong English assignment. Then only about twenty people saw the embarassment of Luke's locker. I wish more people had seen it. I wish I had a camera. Damn was I dumb. And then I get THE FLOWER OF MISERY! This would be seen as an ordinary flower to most, but I thought it something special. When I saw it I was shocked and I was very pleased. I believed that somebody actually liked me, which meant that they looked past my extra large exterior to my even larger interior. And then I read the note. "Tom, Happy Valentine's Day! (heart) Your Secret Admirers (smiley face)" This note made me even more excited because two people saw me for who I am. I mean, come on, usually you have to pay double for that. I was very curious as to whom sent me the carnation. My curiosity dominated my day and I thought of little else, except for Meg's birthday while we were in chorus. When I got to math class last period, I was going insane over who sent me this fucking flower. Then Amanda said that she knew who it was. Between prodding her and Steph I learned that it was Ashley and Margaux. I thought, well I did have that nice conversation with Margaux and I did tell Ash that if you can't get one Charest the other one is always available. But when I talked to Ash online, I learned that it was just a big joke. A BIG FUCKING JOKE!!! Toying with an unstable young man's heart is not a joke. I was crushed. I thought that I would finally have a nice Valentine's Day, but my dreams were crushed by those she-devils. I cried myself to sleep last night. I even played GTA San Andreas to take my mind off things by killing hookers. But every hooker reminded me of love and made me even worse. It took me forever to do the English assignment because I was so distracted. I didn't even get any candy and I love candy. The only good thing that happened was that I received honorable mention for the Golden Dozen, a prestigious award for high school football players who excel on and off the field. That means a free dinner for Tom. Then I came to school today, only to be greeted by one of the aforementioned demons outside Mrs. Broman's room. What a great way to start the day.*sarcasm* And she still thinks it is some huge joke. At least one has tried to apologize. It is tough to get in my book of people who I am mad at but those two are on the first page.
The highlight of today was weightroom. I love lifting weights. It takes my mind off of whatever is troubling me. It is one of the few things I am good at because I obviously suck at life seeing as my heart is a fucking toy. I hope the basketball team wins tonight. And I hope two certain people don't go. Yes that means you...Pat and Chris. Just kidding. Those two people know who they are.
Anyway, I just realized how long this was and how soon supper is so I am going to stop ranting. I want everyone to comment so I can beat that pirate hooker Margaux's record for most comments of 100. Have a nice day.