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Valentine's Day n : a day for the exchange of tokens of affection .
I woke up this morning to the intercom of my apartment buzzing like mad, and so I scrambled out of bed to see what the fuss was. It turns out there was a delivery for my roomate, Shaunna. As she was definately still asleep, I offered to go downstairs to retrive it. There, in the doorway of res, was a vase full of long stem red roses, addressed to Miss Shaunna Rempel. Wow, she was so suprised when she woke up and found them there, and so happy. It turns out, the guy who she likes, who lives in BC, likes her back, and sent them to her. It was beautiful.

Dont you remember the days when we'd spend time making little paper bag mailboxes to tape to the side of our desks, and the happiness we'd feel when we'd get a valentine in them? Little did we realize back then, but everyone would be given a class list so as not to leave anyone out of the fun. I can't imagine how I would have cried if my paper mailbox had been empty. But we know that we do not like to be left out. This is why so many people today are what I like to call "bitter valentines" Today is a day for love, or so many people say. I was thinking about how many single people hate valentines day, because they feel left out, forgotten. So many people think that valentines day is just for couples who are madly in love, and nothing else.

Personally, I think that Valentines day Is a day for love, but not nesicarrily just love between couples. Love between friends, love between friends, love between.. well everyone.
Wow.. I just realized how much I sound likea hippie.
Oh well, that's the just of it.. Today I woke up with valentines all over my front door, it made me feel special.. I also felt special giving out valentines..
It's jsut one of those days..

Today is Trestons birthday. I found it hard to deal with, until I finally caved in and phoned him like a good ex-girlfriend. I wished him a happy birthday, and he said thank you, and told me that he missed me and that he would always be there for me. It went well. But I miss him now..
After I hung up with him, I felt a million emotions at once. I felt like smiling, like crying, like laughing, and suprisingly, this is exactly what I did. If you had seen my face, it would have confused you sooo much, that I would have had to laugh at you.. But then I would have been extremely messed up... Hahahahaha

OK So enough of that.
Im going to go to my public speaking class.
Have a wicked day, and I hope, if you are a bitter valentine, that you feel better tomorrow.
Much Love
Forever
Shle
xoxo

"Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty moma
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like in a the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me really feel nauuughty"