Dear Diary, Happy Valentine's Day! Or, as it has come to be known, Single Awareness Day. I just realized that the acronym for that is "SAD." Quite ironic, isn't it? I don't really mind being single. It's not like being dead or anything. I would like a boyfriend to cuddle with and talk to... Hmm. Must work on that. :) Today actually went fairly well. We had our last drama rehearsal at 5:45-9:00 this morning. Drama is fine, though I'm still not happy with Wharton. (Apparently my dad talked to Mike P.'s dad, and Mike said that he felt bad about how rude Wharton was to me, and that it was completely uncalled for.) My parents are going to "talk" to her. :D I should let it go... but I'm sick of Wharton being able to walk over anyone she wants to just because everyone (including myself) is to afraid to do anything about it. Umm... Oh yes. My mom brought Kadee and I donuts and chocolate for Valentine's Day. That's pretty much why I don't hate this day. I always know that mom will get me a little something, even if I don't get anything else. In seminary we did Valagrams in our class, and this guy wrote that I look like Reese Witherspoon. I've decided it's my favorite compliment... Well, if it is a compliment. But she's pretty, so I take it as one. :) Erin and I had a nice chat... I'm getting to like that girl... After school Kadee and I slept for... Oh... thirty minutes... Then we had cake and ice cream for her sister's birthday. Her two sisters and my sister all went out with their husbands for Valentines Day, so Kadee and I babysat the six nieces/nephews. It wasn't too bad, until I had to put my nieces/nephew to bed. It took over an hour. Now I am completely exhausted. I've been up for 18 hours with almost no break. Tomorrow is opening night. Must get sleep! Love, Lisa Ann -