Holy christ. Just finished a 6 page paper. Will clean it up after first exam tomorrow. Am moving on to 8 precis. I don't know how to write the plural of that. I fucking hate this. If my mother doesn't let me sleep tomorrow afternoon, i will murder her. Crikey. Back to work.
Goddamn. Paul is now "trying to remember all the details, I remember it was a great story."
*sigh*
He's also going to talk to a cute and (apparently) very well-off boy on my behalf. I wonder how that's going to go, considering that to his knowledge, I'm a complete ho.
I'm on a downloading SPREE. And Time life is the slowest website I have ever visited, FYI. And I look at a LOT of porn. Jeebus. And I love the vengaboys. And vanilla ice. Katie is having a gradumatation party. So I am downloading awful music to torture her friends with. *grins* Ok. I am going to bed soon. Gnight.
I think that I send a subliminal signal to guys, no matter how far away, alerting them about one hour before they will be unforgivable, so that they can call/email me and make sure they're still in
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