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I give a lot of information about myself here, but I'm supposed to remain anonymous. I figure none of you care enough to go to great lengths to figure out who I actually am. I'm at a boarding school. I think in an idealised fashion. Like most people my age, I've decided I'm more fucked up than I actually am. I like texts at midnight but I like getting letters more. I'm more intelligent than I appear on this blog, but I don't try as hard as I need to. I like boys. Try not to expect too much from me, I'm also a total flake.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

I like to move it move it.

or i thought so.
turns out I don't...

fucking bastard-ass homo dances :/.
(i love the homosexuals so i suppose the homo thing makes it good... WHICH IT WASN'T)

i really don't feel like reliving the whole dance.
I think i'll just do really depressing bullet points to make you realise that I'm the loser of the grade and my blog is no longer worthy of being read.

  • Like five guys pulled away when I tried to grind. (Penn, Chuck, someone else, etc)
  • Grinding with Wes only lasted when the cabana wasn't full. Then he decided to mysteriously "get a drink of water"
  • Gage was grinding with me then he shoved me off. (because he's embarrassed of me)
  • Henry didn't show because he had a stupid baseball game.
  • First Class got all the guys in a fucking big circle around them.

And it was crappier than that.

The good homo part: I got a really cute print dress for nine bucks.

Urgh, I also realised how much I like Henry.

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2 comments:

Natalie said...
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March 30, 2008 at 1:26 PM
Sydney said...

you are so not a loser. seriously. half the guys in our grade don't even grind so it doesn't matter biffle kins.

March 30, 2008 at 4:47 PM

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