OH YAY IT'S LIKE VDAY, WHEEEE. Shut up you fucks. I'm going to school today to get my art file and fuck myself with a razor. Vday is so not my day. Look on the brightside, they're playing Pocahontas on Disney tonight, so that's got to be great. I'm hardly pms-ing. I'm just so annoyed and angry and angsty, and I feel the need to stick my finger on the spindle and sleep for years waiting for Prince Philip to kiss me. My sister baked cookies last night and I went OH WOW, OH WHEEE, you actually love your friends? Okay, yeah, whatever. No one is getting anything from me today, so you've got to wait for your birthday. I have no income coming in, so I'm considering slaying dragons during the holidays. And if I die, it's all your fault for making me do it!

Christian Bale is lovely. I just watched Reign of Fire for the millionth time today. Ah, Mr Bale, Mr Bale... *swoons* Oh dear Dark Knight, I can't wait for 2008.

Eh, you know what, I think I'm going to steal some cookies from the cookie jar. Fuck you.

If I ever HAD to celebrate Vday because Prince Philip woke me up, I will poison him for making life so bland.

EDIT: LOL, It's not Vday, It's VENDETTA DAY. Lol, good day.

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