Feb 13, 2004 23:17
Jason and Char were making fun of me. I couldn't say "photosynthesis" for the life of me.
"Say Library." Char instructs me.
"Library?"
"Cinnamon."
"Cinnamon?"
"Aluminum."
"Alu-"
By this point I have hit him and made off with one of his red leis. But that's not all. I also got criticized on my wardrobe. I was told today, while wearing my new skirt that I:
A. Looked very nice today,
B. Was asked of the occasion, or
C. Told very explicitly that I was a hooker and a very dirty girl.
I can't catch a break.
I just wanted to look pretty, for once, for once...
Kessler decided to be very, very mean and send me away from the table as punishment. I wasn't even the one talking. I sat in my corner, wondering what had happened to my good girl rep. I must have lost it, I'll need to go searching for it.
Valentine's Day is unfair when you don't have someone to share it with. When you do, you get candy, chocolate, hugs, etc. When you don't, you sit there, arms crossed, harboring passionate hate for the Hallmark-card holiday.
Who knows, it's not Valentine's Day yet, maybe something will change.
Aw, who am I kidding.