Chronicles

Sunday, February 3

My mom just said I need a "nice boyfriend" and I'll be a "happier person". Right. *stewps* I told her that would be bad and I'd get no work done. Which is true I think.
She's learning how to filter my phone calls. I'll be awoken by almost everyone except one poor loser now. Aww how sad. I had a most irritating conversation this afternoon. It's sad when you have to move the phone away from your ears alot and say "mm hmm" "yeh" "cool" "great" several times over to feign joyous appreciation of telephone talk. I hate to get disappointed when I answer the phone. Drat!
*makes little L's with her fingers*
No wonder I'm single. I don't care either. That's supposed to be shameful. *gasp*

Mark keeps molesting his page man.

Frostbytei banned from Barry University eh. *giggle* Wow. That's fucking amazing!!! Sweeeettt. We're bad...we're bad. Yay! Jus, we'll have to start getting a badda rep! *evil grin*

Wtf @ Stacey. Married couple my ass. Doh be on that! Jhagroo bitch! :)

Trace is such a bastard!