Jennifer

Let me sum up my Valentine's Day for you:

Good news:
A boy sent me a single red rose and a nice note!
Bad News:
He is a lame douche*, and he lives in Georgia.

*Lame doucheyness balanced out by extreme hotness and really big, um, heart. Whatever he still lives in Georgia, and he kindof makes me nauseas.

Good news:
Cape brought me wine.
Bad news:
The entire 1.5 liter bottle cost $6.

Good news:
We went down town dressed to the nines to hear Vox Trot, a local band I adore.
Bad news:
Shortly after paying cover, the bouncer kicked me out for underage drinking, then I cried.

Good news:
Cape liked his card listing all reasons that I like him.
Bad news:
I think it's kindof not really reciprocated at all, and that's painthetic (painful + pathetic). Emotions suck and should be drowned to death... in vodka.

Oh, and since this is, after all, a sorority girl blog, I should probably add this--

Bad news:
I think my entire sorority hates me.
Good news:
I don't really care.

I searched for some cartoons and comics to describe to you my life experiences with Valentine's Day. I had to draw some of them myself.

Jennifer's Valentines' Days through the ages:
J Patt's elementary school Valentine's Day

I was a creative child. I liked lace doilies, excessive glitter, and, yes, one year I glued a picture of a llama on a valentine. No, really I'm not even kidding.

Here's what I probably did for Valentine's at age 14:

(toothpastefordinner.com)

J Patt in high school:

five minutes later...

freshmen year of college:

(toothpastefordinner.com)

future?

juuuuuuuuuuust kidding

or let's be serious-- I'll probably become a crazy old cat lady.

ahhhh I hate cats! but I looove candy! I wish I could find my "MAKE LOVE, NOT WAR" shirt. Whatever happened to that?

MMMMMM I'm gonna drive to the mall and buy myself some sour belts.