Yeah, it's short. Eff you.

Killer queen ♥
Hell yeah, that's me.
...I wish.
Dammit! I scored a date with Le Hotpot (HP) but after that he didn't really blow up my phone with texts, so I didn't text him back and he never said hi to me in AP Euro OR math, and so I think he hates me now! SEXY SHIT! The one effing time I get asked out by mi amour, he turns out to bear a deep grudge against my boobs! (Or something. I mean, he's a guy, so he should naturally think of me as sex in a skirt. Actually, that should be my new nickname. Sex-in-a-skirt. I like it! It has a more positive connotation than Le Stupid Cunt, which is the nickname I had previously been using for myself ever since the start of freshman year. More classy, don't you think?) Anyway, that's actually quite a problemo. He never made lewd comments fornication-ward, and never told me in exquisite detail the many attributes of his cock. Should I be worried? What the heck, of course I should. Besides the fact that he obviously does not like me, he may quite possibly be gay. Actually, I think he might be. He certainly acts like it. (Smart, hot, sexy, witty, nice, etc) Oh! Speaking of gay, I am almost absolutely certain that CTC and A are. I saw them smooching after class today and K said she saw them getting hot and heavy behind the risers after choreography. Day-ummm! What will happen when they break up? When CTC breaks up with A that is. She dated five guys in one month. That's worse than me! For a freshman, she sure gets around! Cough*slut*cough.
Maybe I shouldn't be badmouthing my own choir sister.
Wait, I'm not! Being a slut is a GOOD thing! Exhibit A, me!
Ok, bye.