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…for those of you out there who are hopeless romatics like me and relish the chance/challenge to show Special Someones just how much you care!
I sent my brother a dozen red roses for Valentine’s Day because he is the handsomest, funniest guy I know and I love him dearly.
He is also 14 years old and in 8th grade in Boise, Idaho. If I timed it right, they should be delivered to him during junior high gym class.
HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY CARLOS! YOUR SISTER LOVES YOU!
Wow.
My 12 year old step brother in too-far-from-Chicago Illinois is lucky I don't love him quite that much.
Maybe next year. Or, better, on his birthday when no one expects it.
sheesh, what would you do to the kid if you hated him? this is a disaster waiting to happen.
I'm sure that your brother will find it very funny indeed, 20 years from now...but that doesn't explain the BITTERNESS you STILL HARBOR over me handing out brownies on your 12th birthday and, jokingly, telling the teacher they were laced with pot.
It was mint. Fucking Shanna St. J***s mom was and still is a hysteric.
Not to worry, my brother is VERY popular and handsome, and seems to be handling junior high with grace and charm not usually associated with our family, which is why I feel perfectly entitled to fuck with him. Because that is how *true love* works.
As my mother can tell you.
Let's hope that next year he counters with V-day gift that's appropriately embarrassing for an adult woman. Herpes medication? An signed 8x10 of James Van Der Beek with the inscription "To Cienna, still my biggest fan"? Weight Watchers cards?
I am so jealous of your mom. And not in the way that I was jealous of Mary Jandrau's mom because she let her drink beer and make out with boys in her room in seventh grade. Because later, I realized Mary's mom was just an irresponsible speedfreak.
Your mom just seems cool.
Next year when he's in highschool you should hire someone to sing a Valentines Day Poem to him during class.
You should send the C'Ya kids out to serenade him. Speaking of, are they there yet? the people want a full report!
Yes! REPORT! REPORT!
thank you, cienna. I love you, too. Infact I am going to make a blog devoted to you. Including artifacts from your junior high years. So far, I have your retainer, your duct tape "love doll", and i thought i had one of your sick a** bras but mom said that was just the dogs collar.
Carlos, I love you so much more than earlier today, if such a thing is possible.
its nothing special. just picture a guy made out of duct tape. when cienna didnt have friends, she just needed something to hug when she cried herself to sleep. i think the acne meds she took depressed her.
Oh my god you little shit, I made that doll in college. It was a sad by-product of too much drug use. That's what happens when you do drugs in college--you turn stupid and take up Arts and Crafts.
And then one day you sober up and become a creative writing major! *The End*
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Flowers to an 8th grade boy in gym class? You realize that, unless your brother is a hulking mass of prematurely pubescent muscle, you've practically guaranteed him a severe locker room beating.