...in the late hours of last night, I was all set to enter my first Suicide Girls journal entry. But alas my internet connection failed me. Once again I say, "silly machinery!"
And now, this morning, I must return to my studies as soon as possible. Being back in junior college is hillarious! My motivation to attend German class has transformed from the desire to learn this fantastic language into mustering up the nerve to ask out this hot little boy; I'm guessing he's about 18 or 19 years old. Gnerally, I no longer get nervous around boys. But this particular class has such a juvenile air that it just snaps me back into my pre-self-espressed and pre-sexually-realized state of being.
So anyhow, off I go to finish homework so I might impress the young lad with my intelligence and sophistication. Here's to me, Mrs. Robinson.
And now, this morning, I must return to my studies as soon as possible. Being back in junior college is hillarious! My motivation to attend German class has transformed from the desire to learn this fantastic language into mustering up the nerve to ask out this hot little boy; I'm guessing he's about 18 or 19 years old. Gnerally, I no longer get nervous around boys. But this particular class has such a juvenile air that it just snaps me back into my pre-self-espressed and pre-sexually-realized state of being.
So anyhow, off I go to finish homework so I might impress the young lad with my intelligence and sophistication. Here's to me, Mrs. Robinson.
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treachery:
im djing revolver on the 8th you should come say hi since i havent seen you in so long.
rudegirl:
That's cute you named your cat that! Hope youre having a good time here. Talk soon? 
