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Girls smell really good. I love the way girls smell and look. The girl I sat behind in class today smelled really good and I think she's pretty. I don't usually sit behind her except for when we watch a movie. I can't see from the back corner where I sit, so I move up and sit behind her. I hope it doesn't freak her out when I do this, but I think it does.
She smelled so good that I wondered what would happen if I kissed her on the neck from behind. A real quick smooch on the nape. It'd never work out between us, though, because she wore pajama pants to class today. Pajama pants and a Hofstra Filmmakers Club sweatshirt. For those of you who don't know, people who wear pajama pants in public aren't fooling anyone and the Hofstra Filmmakers Club is a group of people who think they're better than me. That's two strikes, babe. It's not looking good for either of us.
Today we watched The Black Pirate (1926). Talk about latent homosexuality! I swear it. Man do I.
I have no other things to talk about other than how I pulled an all-night essay fest last night and how all I want to do is not have anything to do. How I don't want to have work at Best Buy until 12:30am, maybe later. How I don't want to have a midterm tomorrow that I don't know nothing about for that Russky bitch who's got it in for me. How I just don't want to do anything.
The new Sigur Ros: I like it a lot.
She smelled so good that I wondered what would happen if I kissed her on the neck from behind. A real quick smooch on the nape. It'd never work out between us, though, because she wore pajama pants to class today. Pajama pants and a Hofstra Filmmakers Club sweatshirt. For those of you who don't know, people who wear pajama pants in public aren't fooling anyone and the Hofstra Filmmakers Club is a group of people who think they're better than me. That's two strikes, babe. It's not looking good for either of us.
Today we watched The Black Pirate (1926). Talk about latent homosexuality! I swear it. Man do I.
I have no other things to talk about other than how I pulled an all-night essay fest last night and how all I want to do is not have anything to do. How I don't want to have work at Best Buy until 12:30am, maybe later. How I don't want to have a midterm tomorrow that I don't know nothing about for that Russky bitch who's got it in for me. How I just don't want to do anything.
The new Sigur Ros: I like it a lot.
