We need a little controversy.
I applied for college. *shrugs* I won't get in, but at least I won't feel like a complete fuckup for never applying. I heard about a Talent Search that'll be going on around the end of this batshit long year. And Prom. Sweet Zombie Motherfuckin' Jesus. This'll be the last cheesy-ass Oshima prom I'm going to. I'm not nostalgic.
Don't know who the hell I'm taking. I have three choices. And it doesn't matter for shit who I actually show up with, I'll be messing around with all of them all night. Two boyfriends and a bastard, much? Itachi, you're going.
I finished my portfolio.
Maybe I could fuck them all and take Jiraiya-sen. Where in hell is Jiraiya-sen?
Don't know who the hell I'm taking. I have three choices. And it doesn't matter for shit who I actually show up with, I'll be messing around with all of them all night. Two boyfriends and a bastard, much? Itachi, you're going.
I finished my portfolio.
Maybe I could fuck them all and take Jiraiya-sen. Where in hell is Jiraiya-sen?