High!
I'm so in love with Joey. And I'm so pissed at Vicky. She keeps on doing the most asinine things. She always tells him crud like I like him or something. She makes it sound so immature.
Today was pretty good. Yesterday I got a D on a geom test. I'm very worried about my grade in that class.
Yesterday at lunch I was really near Joey. He was wearing very tight pants, and I was staring at his balls. God I love his bod. I dream about us going together. We'd make a cute couple if I do say so myself.
He's so gorgeous. He's got brown hair, brown eyes, a tan, excellent legs and absolutely excellent body, great features, a good personality, and NO GIRLFRIEND. Just about every girl in school flirts with him. And he flirts back.I wish I knew him better. And, like Vicky said, now we can sign each other's yearbooks.
Oh well, I have to wash my hair for tomorrow. You see, it's a friday, the first day of my birthday month. I'm going to wear a dress and bring my guitar to school.
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