Valentine's Day. I never particularly felt any attachment to it. That's because I've never felt something for anyone before on Valentine's Day.

That was until this year.

There's someone very special to me. He might not ever know who I am, but he means absolutely everything to me.

I was telling someone at lunch about his condition, and out of no where, I just start to bawl. My other friend tries to comfort me, but the damage was done.

That one person I want to wish a Happy Valentine's Day is sick. No one wants that for someone they love. So I've been praying for Woo Jiho's health all day. Thank you for everyone who joined the efforts ♥

And so I left for my teacher's husband's viewing. Gosh, that place was packed. I got there early enough to be one of the first people into the room to pay respects.

I went by myself because I felt that my brother should stay home with my parents. I could tell my mom was on the fence about going. She lost her mother a while ago to illness, so she didn't really find it to be her place. She sent me with prayers.

So I'm literally the next person in line to pay respects to my teacher. She's holding her 1 year old son, the most precious thing ever, and you know what he does? He leans over and points towards that coffin and shouts...

"That's DaDa!"

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You'd have all been impressed by my facade. I pay respects to my teacher, who was doing marvelously, by the way, and his parents and pray for him. I stay out in the halls with a few other members of my dance school.

Then her son starts to walk around the lobby area. Obviously followed by another family member, he walks in front of one of the owners of my dance school. He falls in front of her, and when she goes to pick him up, he makes this face like "the fuq is this chick?" It was precious.

So I step in to help him up. He turns and looks at me, and dude, he smiles a bit, and reaches his arms up for me to pick him up and hug him.

...

I pick him up for a minute before he decides it's time to parade the room and look cute again, so I let him down. The woman (aka owner I just mentioned) leans over to me in tears and says, "He looks just like his father. That's a wonderful thing. And there's nothing wrong with him saying 'DaDa'."

THAT'S when I decide to leave. I barely make it out of the home, I have to sprint to my car because I'm falling apart. I just kinda sat there and sobbed for a good few minutes before I realized I had to go pick my brother up from a friend's house.

So that almost entirely sums up the awful Valentine's Day. One more thing happened to add the cherry on top.

I was taking a pre calc test (that I feel I did horribly on because my teacher ), and in walks this kid, John. He's carrying a box of donuts and gives one to some girl in the back. I don't mind. Then he gives one to another girl, then one to my friend, and is about to head out.

"Hey, John, where's my donut?" I joke. It's not really that I wanted one, I was just messin' with him.

"Oh, uhm..." he starts, looking around nervously. "Sorry, I only bought donuts for pretty girls-"

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My whole class looks up from the test, staring this kid down. I try to retain my pride by responding with, "Oh, I'm not pretty enough to get a donut?"

"W-Well, I'm trying to prioritize..." he stammers, turning a little red.

And for once, I thank God for my pre calc teacher being there, because she said, "Is it possible for you to fit your foot any further into your mouth?"

In the end I got one, but that's not the point. ing awesome, yo. Got called ugly, went to a viewing alone, and found out that someone I care about has something wrong with him, all on what's supposed to be a lovely, romantic day. Eff yeah. Party hard.

So I'm listening to a ton of kpop, hoping I won't cry again and my headache will go away. Today's just another day in the books that I want to erase.

Neither is really working at the moment, but hey, a girl can always dream.

Sorry to burden you all with this stuff. I've just had a lot held in for a while. Hopefully I'll get to sleep over Lucy's on Friday so I can release some serious tension.

At least Umma's making brownies right now :) ♥