"babe, it's not a fight if you cuss me out for ten minutes ,walk off, and end up falling asleep on the couch. that's just an ordinary day."
-J, 5/11/2006

he so deserved it though.

once upon a time, i could go at least two or three days without talking to him after we fought. not no mo'. all he has to do is whisper somethin sweet in my ear and i'm over it. i've been dicknotized fa sho.

there's this kid in my class who just irks the fuck outta me. he asks too many damn questions. and he always start askin shit when it's almost time to go. i be like "the fuck? why are you always talking?" ugh. i can't deal with that shit for 3 more weeks.

there's another kid trying to get at me. i told him i'm engaged and beyond satisfied with the dick i'm getting now but he doesn't care. he wants to be my "special friend". i can't lie though. i like being pursued. if J wasn't in the equation, i'd be all over that cause he's one fine piece of ass. or maybe not. i always assume really attractive people have STDs. all fine ass men are man-whores and i prefer being syphilis-free. like david beckham. i'd hit it for free but he'd have to double bag it.

i need some new sunglasses. every time i get a pair i think no one else has, i end up seeing some bitch with 'em. they're usually knock-offs but it still irks me.

so i'm listening to teddy p. "when somebody loves you back." he says love is 50/50. he's wrong. it's 100/100. at least, that's the way it should be. i put up with a lot of selfish shit from that asshole so it doesn't hurt for me to get spoiled shitless every now and then.

king of the hill is almost the bestest. i love me some dale gribble. yep.

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