Shit Schedule

[eliza_phelp]

Okay. Let's see. Um. Weird? Hi?

This is what you look like, Weird:

1. Math
2. Romantic and Victorian Poetry
3. Italian4. Drawing

Comments

[proof_rock]

Italian is nothing to be feared. However I do seem to have already hired out my Italian knowledge once, so I should say, if you or anyone else taking Italian next semester needs some kind of assistance, I think people have figured out who I am and where to find me by now...

[eliza_phelp]

To which I say: Who the fuck are you, do I know you, and what are you doing trolling my journal, you trolling jackass?

[proof_rock]

Trolling, I think, would be to read your journal, observe that your hair color and style lend you a sort of "trailer trash" glamour, and comment to say so. But why on earth would I do that?

[eliza_phelp]

Because you're a fucking troll, you fucking troll.

God. Why the hell don't they kill off the stupid people? Then we'd be spared fucking trolls like you.

[bakunin_burger]

Don't worry, by the time you meet her face-to-face she'll have forgotten this and will be wanting to screw you in the nearest closet, park bench, or perhaps be extra decent and take you to her room, where you'll be accosted by her and the S.A.A.

[eliza_phelp]

Mikhail, you fucking lunatic! You're just pissed. Go fuck off, you bloody fuck.

[bakunin_burger]

Love you, too, red.

Or is that blondie now?