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Kinda queazy @.@;

I'm beginning to wonder if I have some sort of 'kick me' sign on my back these days. I really didn't want to believe that there was another suitor coming my way.

I seem to have this horrible luck of being hit-on or asked out by people I have absolutely no attraction toward sweatdrop I know that probably sounds cruel but its true.

I arrived at school this morning and it still hadn't quite clicked that it was Valentine's. The gigantic red gift bag with card and poem was a horrid wake-up call. Someone who has showed a disturbing amount of affection to me throughout last semester decided to seriously overdo it. To be honest, I didn't really want to meet him in the first place but it was one of those 'friend of a friend' sort of thing. All of my friends hate him too but I just tolerated him for a while and I guess he didn't get the hint that I don't care for him sweatdrop . I even went to get lunch in the cafeteria and they told me I was already paid for sweatdrop That bothered me even more. I didn't eat anything until I got home today and now I'm wishing I hadn't because I'm feeling ill at the thought of this whole predicament. I'm currently plotting how to let him off as easily as possible -_-; This bothers me because it is like the cripple stalker all over agaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin! gonk I DON'T NEED ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE GOD DAMMIT!!!

Uhg...I've never really felt anything towards the guys I've met in my life. Most of the time, I can tell that its just a physical attraction or that they have great personalities but are already taken. So I brush it off. Honestly, the majority of guys in my general generation are just sad. I try to be nice but most of the time, I'd rather turn around and keep walking, so to speak. No wonder half the school thought my friends and I were lezbian stare That still pisses me off but I think about it logically and it makes sense....kind of stressed

There has only been one guy who I knew it was more than platonic. Sadly, he was free at the last few weeks of school and I could have made a move if I'd known. I still end up thinking about him often and it makes me effervescent and miserable at the same time sweatdrop

Eros, you fluttering little b*****d! You've struck me with lead arrows every time but you just had to use a golden arrow that time crying ....And now you've used a JUMBO sized golden arrow toward a sickening individual! I'LL KILL YOU EROS! scream