wellwaawaai'mthreewon'tyoureadmypoetry
01/07/2003 08:44 p.m.
It's funny to me to see how much of a baby an 18 year old boy can be. I don't know. It's just funny. Makes me laugh.

A lot.

So I just thought that was important. Ashley and I sat here reading all up on pathetic and just laughing. Heartily. And Heather's in my Myth class. That was such a fun thing to find out. So when I came back to Brannen and the lab (after cute Chris with the curly hair said "bless you" and "hi" to me... mmm...) the three of us (um, to clarify - me, Ash, Heather) sat and giggled at poems and journal entries and things. Heehee.

I want the internet in my room. Please? Thanks.

Aaaaand... I'm going to miss myself a Jared Dawson. I am glad to be away from Bob, but I'll miss him A LOT. A LOT!

I wonder if Ash fed Eric?? Hmmm...?

More giggling. It's fun. All we do here at GA Southern is sqeal, giggle and cry. I like it.

Ashley's teacher looks like a porn star. Heh. :)

See you later.
I am currently Bemused
I am listening to Heather and Ash converse