Baby of mine
He kissed me. He freakin ate my face but he did it, finally. After a month. Ahhh...relieved. So I've been WASLing all week long and I have come to one conclusion...I am friggin brilliant. No, not really, I just hope to God I pass on the first try. And I don't think it's fair when teachers give you hella homework on WASL week. But I've already finished most of it seeing as I'm grounded and I have nothing better to do. This weekend is the first fun filled one in almost a month. An engagement party and equanox where I get to see my love again. I think that she is going to hide in my closet for the fallowing week and eat corn nuts or something like that. I am taking creative writing 6th period. I'm escited because I'm tired of reading this shit I call writing. Hopefully by the end of the trimester I will be a halfway decent writer and still have a passing grade in all of my other classes. And there you have it, folks, Elizabeth is not failing at life or going through major drama, but she wrote something anyway. Get over it.
xoxo.
EC.
xoxo.
EC.