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Just a second ago, I was called a "fowl temptress". Of course I broke out laughing, because that's what I'm doing when there isn't a sinister scowl plastered across my face[laughing, not seducing birds]. I laughed more when the person realized what they had just called me. I dunno, that reminds me of Hitchcock's The Birds, and that's kind of scary.
Apparenty, my "default" look is a facial expression of displeasure, even though I may not be displeased at the time. So at school, that is the look that is constantly on display for everyone. Despite this, every Thursday, there is this jock that sits beside me in Pysch and Law class even when there are plenty of other seats available. I'm used to the seats on either side of me being empty. I am convinced I smell and no one is telling me. Anyway, now this sitting beside me thing seems to be routine. And not only does he sit beside me, but he talks to me as well. What is with this? A jock sits beside me.
I can't believe none of you visited http://divine-interventions.com . I desperately want jackhammer jesus. This site along with Kerry's camel toe, makes my day.
Excuse me, I have to pee.