March 2011
Today is all wrong.
Here’s why:
Bombed a vocab quiz in spanish.
Fell asleep for an overextended amount of time, big no no.
My craving for a burrito wasn’t fulfilled by Kleiner, as mexican counter was closed for the weekend.
That in turn, made Lisa’s day- my pain= her joy.
I was informed that Lisa wouldn’t miss me over spring break.
I tripped over the rug while leaving Kleiner.
My hands smell like...Peach O's and cigarettes?
February 2011
“Little more. Little more. Slap her like a bitch til she takes it like a whore!”
– Marianas Trench
