Ah, Valentine's Day. Most popular day of the year here at the Morrissey-solo journal system. Or should we know this as Heartbreak Hotel? Nobody here seems to be happy normally (sorry, but it is true! We wouldn't love Morrissey/The Smiths otherwise...), but on Valentine's Day it's a million billion times worse.

Well, I got home from school, having got my prelim results (I'll come back to them later), and got changed. I checked my phone, and found I'd received two messages. One was from C, sending from her friend's phone. She was confirming that 4:30 was indeed ok, and I was to see her then. Then, the other was also from C, saying that she would feel guilty by taking the card and present because she wanted to remain friends. She said she was extremely chuffed that I thought of her in such a light however. I sent her a message back, telling her that it was nonsense that she should feel guilty, and told her I'd meet her at 4:30, and that I wanted her to take the present. I also said that I had no problem with remaining just friends...

So, my mother ran me in to town, and I walked the two minutes it takes me to get there. I'm dreaming as I walk, and she comes up to me and says "JacquesTheLad!". I'm a wee bit surprised, tell her that I'm dreaming, and start walking towards work with her. We talk about a couple of things, general chit-chat, you know how it is...She apologises for being, in her words, "a complete bitch" towards me. I ask what she's apologising for, and tell her not to be so silly. Anyway, we come to the end of our walk, and I reach into my bag to get the card and present...
I hand her the card first, and she says "Aw, thank you!" in her little cute way. Then, reaching in to get the present, I say to her "I'm not sure if you've got this or not", and hand her it over. Well, she gets quite emotional, being so grateful to receive little Hoopy The Huddle Hound, and gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. We then talk for another few minutes, while she reiterates her bad feeling for doing this injustice towards me. I tell her not to be so stupid, that I wasn't expecting anything because I didn't think she liked me in that way anyway...And then...Then, she says "No no, I do like you in that way...It's just that I'm not looking for a relationship at the moment." Or at least words to that extent, I'm sure it's a little bit different from that, but anyway...I don't know if she's just saying that to make me feel better or whether she actually does like me in that way, but either way, it made me feel a bit better.

She says that she'll treasure that little stuffed toy forever. Better than the damn rose she got from The Boy With The Thorns Up His Arse. That'll die soon enough. Hopefully this present will live with her forever. I hope she's looking at it right now, thinking about me. Probably not, but at least she let me down in the nicest possible way, if you know what I mean. Wanting to remain friends, and liking me in that way (apparently), I couldn't have asked for a nicer knockback.

Anyway, back to Prelims. I got the highest mark in my Maths class, scoring 71%, which equates to a B (much higher than I expected!!!). Highest mark in the class for PE (55/60, equating to a high A), and a reasonable mark for Italian (51/75, which equates to A/B). So, that cheers me up a bit. I'd trade it all in for one date with C of course, but you know how I feel...

God, in this entry, I feel as if I've made it look like I idolise C's every move, and that she actually is a complete bitch to me! I assure you, nothing is further from the truth. I treat her exactly the same way that she treats me, with respect, dignity and loyalty. It's so hard to translate that onto an online journal, but I've tried my best to share my story with you. It's been a long day. It's been a good day. For once, I'm not so depressed at a knockback. I mean, that's been four girls in a row that have knocked me back, but for some reason this one doesn't hurt. I still think about her in that way of course! But maybe she's the nicest of the four. In fact, she is DOUBTLESSLY the nicest of the four. I care a lot about her. She means a lot to me. And, if I can't be her boyfriend, then I'll be the best damn friend to her that I can be. I apologise for the slush.

Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Hope you all got what you wanted.