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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.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

CHEESE AND RICE!

Did I ever post anything about my fight with Gage regarding Taylor's dick?
Well he told Che.
I think I already posted this...
ANYWAY, I found out about that last monday (the seventh of April), and I managed to give him silent treatment up till today when a whole bunch of guys (including HENRY and CHUCK) told me that I was being immature.
I already tried the "be civil but don't be friends really" option. Doesn't work.
So after I told him, Oklahoma! play practice was extremely awkward. I've told him that I'm pissed but things are normal. Kinda. I was sitting next to him earlier and listening to his iPod when our knees touched (which, pre-fight, had no meaning whatsoever). We stayed like that for like, a second, when he realised that our knees were in fact... touching. OH FIE! Anyway, he sort of tensed up and ended up sitting with his knees bent and feet on the ground. Awkward.
I texted him five hours ago going, "Hey, can things go back to normal, please? Yes, I'm still pissed at you, but I don't want stuff to be this awkward anymore."
Reply:
(I would post it here, but too bad THERE WAS NONE!)
FUCKAROO!

Oh, and I have no chance with any of the guys in the grade. Or guys in general.
Love you :)

2 comments:

Natalie said...
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Anonymous said...

you have a chance!
what the hell r u talking about crazy lady?