who knew george michael can still make hits.

i feel liek nobody loves me. and i am sad. and i want to cry.

21 year old is the surfer dude who got me a bunch of stuff for my bday.

i just got dressed up for school so i could see my lover, the classmate. now i'm mad because he aint in my class and i could have biked to school and worked out my ass. instead i drove because it was raining and i didn't want to risk my life this morning. i hate 9am classes. bah.

can we not talk about how i dream about the douchebag manager and how i always seek his attention? this is sick. let's also not talk about how i'm still in love with his brother, my coworker. furthermore, i shouldn't mention i made the 21 year old kiss me on new years.