Rainy Days and V. Day

Well, it's raining today. It was fun listening to it last night and the wind as it ripped across the house outside. Fun to go to sleep to. Except I was a little worried that something might come flying through my window or crash into it because of the wind. Last night was the V.day dance. Woopdee freekin doo. It was ok. And V. Day is Monday. I really don't like it, because it just seems so cheesy. All this dating stuff and day of love. This is why I'm not gunna date until I'm out of highschool, because dating in highschool seems kind of pointless. I've got better things to worry about than having a relationship. They say it's good practice, but trust me, I've learned all I need to about dating through other people, and trial and error. Plus, V. Day is like a girl holiday. "Buy HER this ring or this chocolate." Never about buying guys anything, probably because they think it's dumb. And it's uncomfortable because there's the issue if someone wants to ask you out or has a crush on you, then that's the day they usually drop the bomb, which sucks. Or it could be the day somebody breaks up with you which could be worse. Anyways, I have to go clean and then shop and then go to band practice. (YES!) And then I'm hopefully going cosmic bowling. Time to go put on some KoRn, do chores and rock out. Ok, later.