If i had a personal ad it would go something like this:

"Single white female seeks anonymous male of any religion/size/ethnicity to send her a white rose and weekly love letters that tell her she's beautiful. No exceptional writing skills necessary. Anything slightly romantic will do. Thanks."

Why is it that St. Valentine likes me to be a loser? School is selling carnations again. All throughout highschool I've hoped that some secret admirer would send me one. What a silly girl I am.

I also feel like a loser for asking Ryan to prom. #1 since prom isn't until May. It was just that EVERYONE kept asking if I was going with him. Even mother. ug. She's been asking too many questions lately. Everything from "what'd you have for lunch?" to "Are you on drugs?" It's wrong I tell you. Anyways, and #2 because it kind of makes it look like I can't get another date. I'm not all about pity.

Damn you Valetine's Day.

I never know who to believe...him or his roommate. Mainly because I never know which one i'm talking to. but its all good, i guess.

Damn my 3.318 GPA. Chem has depleted me of any academic energy i may have had over the past few months. I know a 3.318 isn't much to fight for, but it's something at least.

I'm trying to be optimistic lately in case you haven't noticed.

I'm running out of excruciatingly cool things to say. Think I'm gonna stop typing and go to bed.

Night Everyone

Jill Annette