Idea sparked by Tiff.
I have this one friend who checks me out for breast cancer multiple times a year, vise versa. I used to have the biggest breasts out of my friends, but they haven't grown since I've been 13, so I'm kind of worried. To calm my nerves, I just tell myself it's those damn leprechaun hookers who I breast feed nightly.
P.S: I got a D on my geometry final which I didn't even study for 5 minutes for. I am quite impressed that I passed, considering math can just go to hell.
P.S.S: I sure hope I didn't fast forward my life from March 2000 to May 2004 (look at my entries I made yesterday, yes, yes... the date part). That would make sense why I forgot to study for my final, however. And why I see orbicular flying cars all around my window while eating my pill sandwhich.
P.S: I got a D on my geometry final which I didn't even study for 5 minutes for. I am quite impressed that I passed, considering math can just go to hell.
P.S.S: I sure hope I didn't fast forward my life from March 2000 to May 2004 (look at my entries I made yesterday, yes, yes... the date part). That would make sense why I forgot to study for my final, however. And why I see orbicular flying cars all around my window while eating my pill sandwhich.