Valentine's Day was great, but today fucking sucks. I called Stephanie at about 11 after I got out of my second class and expected her to be all sweet and everything like normal, but no. Apparently, she put her purse in the locker room before gym and another group of girls went in and stole the fucking expensive earrings I bought her. I'm going to find out who they were and kill every single last fucking one of them. I am so pissed, why can't people keep their hands on their own fucking stuff? Luckily, I know one of the girls' boyfriends, who just happens to be a "friend" of mine, so I'm going to have some words with him to make sure I get that shit back.