February 14 (Valentine's Day)
I haven't written in a long time. I didn't feel like writing anyway. Mom found out as usual and wanted me to keep writing. Now she proofreading it. What ever happened to her promise?
Though I can't remember much of today, I remember most of it.
At first I was getting ready to send out valentines. Unfort-er, since today is Sunday, I have to walk around town and stick valentines into people's mailboxes instead of giving them around during breakfast or class. Believe me, I'm not too happy either.
First I went to Sander's and Gabriel's, since they live closer. And then I went down to Charlie's and Billy's, Ben's (he's a friend too so why not?), and Olivia's. I passed Emma's though. Wanted to give hers last.
Then I went up to Fidelio's and THEN I went to Emma's.
Instead of sticking it in a mailbox, I went inside to give it to her personally.
She looked up at me and gave her a smile. Gosh she's cute.
I had no idea what to say. I shoulda figured that out when I was out walking. So I just stuck out my hand and said, "This is for you."
She took it and opened the envelope. I might have went overboard with the glitter because tons of sparkly stuff poured out on to the counter. She giggled at that and I could feel myself go red.
"Happy Valentine's Day from a friend that will never forget you." she read as she opened the card.
That's when I felt like running away. Not a manly thing to do but I HAD to do something. So I said, "I gotta go Em, bye." and I ran the heck out of there.
I didn't stop until I reached the bottom of the hill. I mean, come on! Wouldn't you do that to? Wait...what am I talking about? You're my journal. You don't have a love interest- er, girl friend. What's up with that? And my nerdiness is getting to me. I thought that was gone! G. O. N. E. GONE!
Eh, it's getting there.
After that, mom and dad threw a party and invited everyone. Right now writing in my journal is just an excuse to get away from getting my feet stepped on. Some ladies out there have sharp heels. I don't want to become a victim.
I don't know if this is good or bad but Emma's here too. My folks invited all of my friends and their parents and other people. I bet everyone's tracking me down. I haven't seen Em yet but Lysander said he just saw her at the kitchen talking to Olivia.
Hopefully, no one will come into my roo-