How coldly you treat your Romeo

May 13, 2004 21:26

I feel ill. And I wrote a poem. And Estevahn Cadena is my manwhore now. Yay for wonderful dark-pale skin and Greecian curls.

We are learning mythology in English, and the teacher is an idiot. She is awkward and nervous because of foreign deities, and the beautiful names, Mnemosyne, Persephone, she turns into horrible syllables. It makes me angry. But it is one of the easiest lessons we've ever had, because I know all of it anyway.

I did not know Louisiana had 64 parishes. I only know where 54 of them are.

This summer, who is going to lost a lot of weight? Me, bitch. My darlings are already in love with my soul, I will have them fall in love with the white and the curves of my body, as well.

Rebecca is wonderful. It makes me want to cry in that I have not really had anything to do with her in such a while. I put hot pink mascara in my bangs today, and it came out a lovely shade of lavender. Hm.

I love you all.
[Y'all.]
I love my Caityger.
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