Stupid Valentine's day...

So it's Valentine's day! Wahoo! And guess where I am? Sitting at home, listening to my little brother and sister bicker on the floor. I've only thought about Nick once today... because I haven't stopped thinking about him since yesterday. I even dreamed about him again last night. I was sitting on a park bench, staring at a lake. Stars shone in the sky, reflected in the lake. I sighed, lonley. I picked up my notebook and got up, when I dropped my pencil. "Crap." I said, bending down to get it. Then a very familliar voice reached my ears. "I got it." He says, picking it up swiftly. I slowly stand up, taking in every inch of him. He wore black jeans and a black t-shirt, which was exactly what I was wearing. As my eyes met him I knew it was Nick. Then my alam went off (which I forgot to turn off) and I got all pissed off even though I love the song misery. So here I am, being annoyed by my chess-playing brother and my singing sister. They're both so LOUD! I'm getting a huge headache... did you know that Valentine's day has the highest suicide rates out of any other day of the year? I wonder why. It's a day to mock heartbroken single people who are going to be all alone while their friends and family go out on dates are go on romantic trips, leaving me to think of Nick for the entire day. I miss him so much... It's freaking pathetic...