Hellur there, my lovelies. Long time, no post. What's goin' on? You..uh..you doin' good?
And that, ladies and gents, is my attempt at small-talk. (Man, I'm a loser, eh?
Ehhhh?) So yeah, nothing to report here, except for the fact that my little brother won't be posting here like I originally thought. Because, yeah. (
Really, he doesn't like responsibility. 'Lil snot.) A lot of stuff has passed since my last post which was... -trying to remember- ummm... before V-Day. That's now over and done. (Thank the lawd.) ALL THE SINGLE LADIES. If you like it then...er...-trying to remember, again- THIS IS BEYONCE, HOW DO I NOT KNOW? Somethin' about a ring. My precious? No, no, wrong thing. That's a movie. I dunno. But
aaaaanyway, my stomach hurts. Like, really bad. Mmmmhm. Interesting, right? Make that shit front page news. Back on track, okay. Wait, we had a track? (Nope, this is all random. o3o) Oh my lawd, my stomach. Oh. Oh,
no. I know this pain. ; ^ ; Hold onto your hats,
it's lady week. It just wouldn't be the same without a period reference. :'D (all my guy readers are probably like "wtf is this chick on?")
So, I'm sitting in class, all cool-like (meaning I'm nearly foaming at the mouth, wanting to go home), and I figured out that my teacher is non-chalantly (did I spell it right?) watching me type this. We're not supposed to be on this website and yeah. #badass #rule-breaker #
yoloswag Oh my lawd, guys, I have the most mean/interesting thing to tell you about my life. (for the past, like, two weeks) This little freshman kid, not saying names, has been, like, following me around. He used to text me constantly, which, if you don't know me, really pisses me off. He had the biggest crush on me, but honestly, kid,
I'm in a relationship. He thinks I like him, or some shit like that. Um, no. We can be friends. But you only like me because I
"have big boobs" Please, do me a favor, and chill out. You're starting to really get on my nerves. I don't need to be walked to class, I'm perfectly capable. (Damn, this is making me sound mean. ._. But daaamn, don't be so much like a woman.)
Y'know what would suck? (there are a lot of perverted Jenn-like answers. xD) If this kid read all the shit I said about him. Well, damn.
Take the hint, kid. But anywayyy. Today's Friday, and you know what that means! Oh. You don't? It means
"Movie Night With Jase." (a.k.a my boyfriend) It's gonna be off da hooook. #swaggie My lawd I sound lame. Thank you to those of you who still read this shit. ._. I like saying shit. It's funny. Shit, shit, shit. Oh. Uh. I think the school has access to this blog. xD Which is even funnier. SHIT. SHIT. FUCK. FUCKETY. (Now, I might
actually get in trouble for the f-word. Dunno why tho, it doesn't hurt anybody.) So, yeah, I'm gonna end this post here before my teacher wises up and sees the caps words. Adeau, my lovelies. Stay beautiful~
