Falling in love...

with nevershoutnever!

Honestly, sitting in bed listening to music is the high point of a luckless Friday the 13th.

Let's start with getting locked outside the school parking lot. Ironic isn't it, that after liberating myself from the brain-busting boredom that is 1st period, I'd be honking away at the security guard to let me back in. Turns out that during my little trip to the dollar store to buy supplies for the Valentine party in drama, someone at school was caught with a fake gun, sending the whole school into lockdown mode. So I was late for 3rd period, which I was totally looking forward to all morning. We watched Hamlet, worked on our analyses of Ophelia, and then had a little "Quotes Challenge". Yep, I won me some Barnes and Noble money (which is just as useful as legal tender to me) just for knowing basic information about several quotes from Hamlet. I am a nerd.

Now for the ultimate day-ruiner...the incident in drama. Just thinking about it makes me want to throw up again. Apparently, someone thought it would be brilliant to smear excrement all over the sofa in the boys' dressing room. Most disgusting sight ever. I went home sick.

As the rest of my evening has passed uneventfully, that brings me to my present occupation--laying in bed listening to music wondering how my boyfriend's soccer game is going.

Although I am incredibly disheartened by today, I must pause to count the little blessings it has come with:
-My discovery that Mexican Froot Loops are different colors than the regular ones.
-I now have $15 to roam Barnes and Noble with.
-I've finally decided what to buy Eddie for Valentine's Day. (Procrastination? No. Indecisiveness.)
-Limonadas chicas from Tropical Island. I've become an addict.
-My grandparents and their infallible generosity.

Quiero enchiladas...