Quelle journee, mon dieu! So much to write about, and so much time to procrastinate when this Drama paper needs to get written tonight. Pish-posh, as if. I have a new copy of 13 Going on 30 to watch in my pajamas, thank you very much, Professor Judith Fisher and your July 4th due-dates. Duh, July 4th is a holiday for alot of students at Queen's,
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And also, the Beast gave me a grand total of maybe three hours of legitimate, stress-free happiness, compared to many, many days of unnecessary angst, and I think a study of you and Peter would yield similar statistics. So FUCK them, FUCK their girlfriends, FUCK their mutual inability to relate as normal human beings, and FUCK boy-related stress that gives us nothing besides mono. I was single for seventeen years, and it kind of ruled, man.
I am now going to change into my pyjamas, watch Hitch, and love myself.
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Chin up there Katie, and although I have no real idea what happened with the guy I think it's safe to say that you shuold push him down the stairs. It's a solid philosophy of one of my friends (no, not mike tyson, although...). But seriously if your sexy ass needs to talk just send me an e-mail, i'm all ears, well, eyes I guess; but when I read there's a voice inside my head so that's kinda like having my ears open. Now i'm just rambling on. But yeah don't hesitate who knows we could even do a phone thing, and i'll tell you about how much I love shopping.
Have a great July Katie, take care, i'll talk to you soon cowboy.
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