Valentines' Day and VD.
02/14/2009 06:53 p.m.
For Valentines' Day, I got a hair cut. I got it for me. Also, my nail polish is chipping from over-wear and over-use and it's called Valentine. One of my students keeps asking me how old I am and he's hitting on me. I tell him I'm 35, but I'm lying. Now he's asking if I'm married and have kids or want them. I'm not sure what to say, but I keep shaking my head at him. Sometimes, I nod. Then, he asks why I smile so much and he adds "Cause you like me?" and I answer "No." That's probably the first thing I've said to him in over an hour. He's 20, but he's a bag of bricks for all he's worth.

...And this is my Valentines' Day. I've got a boyfriend with bad karma, according to him (though if he really knew how bad it was, he'd probably throw me out of a moving car), and teenagers that look eerily like my ex-boyfriend making the moves on me at work. All's I can say is that I've done something unethical (lied) to get out of work before 3:30 though I won't be getting out any sooner.

For all the sleep I got last night, you'd think I'd be better rested, but I'm not.

At least I've got a keen haircut.
I am currently Bleh
I am listening to "What do you use on your clothes?" (Teacher-to-student line)