He called tonight and I said no, no, no because I am so very busy obviously since I am writing to you, my friendly friends. For a while it felt kind of good, to realize that I don't need him. But now I am just kind of bored and wanting some action. I mean, I could booty call him around 11:00 or something, say I need a study break, get down to it and leave but then I'd just be a dirty whore. I'm fine with being dirty and even a whore, just not together. Whatever.
The other boy brought me chocolate tonight and he said he was just going to stop at Target and buy me whatever but then realized I don't like cheap things. So now I have an entire box of Godiva chocolates sitting on my desk, want some? Well, at least he is learning that I am high maintenance. I guess that's kind of unfair. I don't care whether or not you buy me crap, but if you do, it had better be high quality crap.
So now I am sitting here whitening my teeth and writing a paper about everyone's favorite President and his decision to start a little war over in that giant sandbox. Fun, no?
So they tell me final exams are next week. Exciting. This means to me that I have a lot of reading to catch up on and a large volume of coffee to consume. By the way, these whitening strips taste really nasty. The things girls do, I swear. If they would just stop it, we could all run around like hairy legged monsters with yellow fangs. Sexy.
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