Monday September 13th, 1999: My Classmate the Pornstar
In my US Literature there was a girl that caught my eye. Have I seen her before? I don't think so... Then roll call came... Tracy? Holy shit! Now I remember! I remember seeing a series of pictures (porn) that went by the name Tracy, and this girl looked exactly like her. Not just similar, but EXACTLY. I should go up to her, show her a naked picture of herself, and say, "HEEY! I know you!" Naww, of course I wont do that! I suppose it's just some massive quirky coincidence...but, I dunno.

Okay guys and girls, lets talk about perfume/colonge! My asthma has been really shitty lately, and my lungs feel like they're full of charcoal (and I don't even smoke!). So when I sat down next to a girl in math I noticed her perfume after a few minutes. Well, I just wanted to fucking shake her hand for knowing how to wear perfume! After the shit my lungs have been through, it was a pleasant change. I didn't notice it at first, and it was very subtle and generally pleasant. So now today I sit in chemistry, and my senses are assaulted by some girls fucking perfume. I hate that! My sisters always fucking bathed in perfume...the house would reek of it. So just be a little more freaking reasonable. A dab here, a dab there...don't swim in it...okay?

Well, no long diatribe today, kids. I gotta do some homework... I will mention that I fucking love Shoutcast now, though. I can listen to some nice celtic music while studying. I love celt music, especially while studying. Pop music is a little too distracting. Have fun and look both ways before crossing the street!

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