Good day in class. I got a notice for Jury Duty in the mail. This sucks big time ass. I don't want to do it. You'll never get me fuckers! Sorry, that's the last time I promise.

(3:56:31 PM): well
(3:56:49 PM): My opinion of your physical appearance and sexual appeal doesn't really change with my attitude toward anything you've done.
(3:57:05 PM): Unless you're hit by a car or something, you'll be beautiful. Deal with it. ;b

Look at this, when did I become beautiful? I guess I always was. This is intense. I would have kept the s/n but I didn't want any "real" freaks, not like I'm not one and he's not, sending him random IMs. Alright, isn't that a wonderful tihng to say. Also, some boy in my school wants to cut my hair. Also, I got my dream converse. This is a list of all the things that I would need to accomplish to be the happiest girl in the entire world. No joke.

1) studded belt
2) cuff watch
3) short spiky hair
4) Vespa

Most punk boys are jerks. I've learned to deal with it. But they are damn fine!  
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