It is now 12:00pm at night, and I've come to record the day of Singles Day.

Anyhow it is actually 9:57pm or like 10pm. Meh!

3-8am

▪was slapped on the face by roses. (Ps. Given by dad.)
▪ sniffed at the roses to find a digusting smell of clone.
▪threw the roses at Sev the cat, cat responded in scratching fight.
▪gained new scars.

8-4pm
▪teacher put on Spanish Spongebob, confused asf as to why.
▪secretly listened to someone state, "I don't have a valentine because the person I like hates me."
▪secretly rejoiced at not being the only single one.
▪told everyone, "Happy Singles Day."
▪proceeded to eat too many lollipops to the point where mouth bled slightly.

4-9pm
▪listened to shouting match in home.
▪sat in corner and thought about how siblings are fudged up.
▪came to one conclusion.

Does not enjoy Valentines day in the least.

(2/14/17. "Day of loneliness.")