mymichele's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Porn, Best Friends, and good times. Sooo, remember what I said yesterday about being anonymous? Welll, everyone say hi to Pervert Girl! Hi Pervert Girl! (Insert foot in mouth here). It's always fun to have someone read your diary when you've said some not so nice things about them. But, I digress. I didn't mean for it to happen. I just sent her a link to the porn I've written atLiterotica, forgetting that I had a link to my diary there. That is okay. Pervert girl took it well, and is indeed thrilled to be known as Pervert Girl. Yay for that. I'm still quite enthralled with links. You must accept this. As usual for Thursday, this is the last entry I'll be writing for a few days. Don't worry Davey , I'll be back soon, I swear! :) Sign My Guestbook! Please! Muah! I am currently eating a Southwest Steak and Cheese Sub from Subway. I would like to thank the girl with the nice cleavage for not noticing me looking down your shirt the whole time. I am enjoying my late night walks around the school track as of late, although I wish I had use of some Charlie's Angels style Kung Fu tricks, because there's always some kind of seedy looking character whistling at me. Yes, I love being whistled at when I have sweat coming out of every pore of my body. I know I'm just sooo sexy at this point. I don't have much to say because not much has happened yet today. I'm going to give my mom a key to my dorm so she can come clean it up for me. (Thank you, mommy!) That means I need to evacuate the hardcore porn movies (as one of my nice Christian friends asked me suspiciously yesterday, "What's "Best Friends"? I just said, "oh, it's just a movie." And put it away quickly in the drawer.) and the vibrator that is laying around. Confidential to Pervert Girl : Don't stay up too late reading this, because you have to wake up early and go work for Dr. Phil! BTW, intial ackwardness aside, I'm glad you're reading this now. I suppose I'll include one more diary entry from the 17 year old era, for your satiation. Before I do that, might I suggest you visit the following good people: Dark-Kittie I think it's great that you have so many web rings! And thank you for mentioning me today! :* and Cursed Female Rock on with your bad self! If you would like to read some of my porn, beware, it is a bit hardcore. If you still want to read it, here is the link: This is from Thursday, April 17th, 1997. ___________________________________________ Yes, I have a brand new Jetta. It's Green. I love it. I'll hate it when my dad sees my grades and takes the car away. I am such a dumb shit. I can't make good grades. I think it's because of Psycho boy, but I can't really blame him. I mean, my dad offers me a car if I get good grades, and here I am with a 72 in geometry, and 76 in anatomy. That sucks. Lord knows what I have in english. And I have been offered everything to lose weight, but I can't seem to even do that! I don't ever wear my bands, which would make my braces come off faster. I am a lazy ass loser. I have a new car, a new house. I need a new me. I need to get rid of Psycho Boy somehow. I was thinking about cheating on him with Dorkus boy, but would just kick Dorkus boy's ass. I like Dorkus Boy. I have to admit this to myself. He walks funny and has a bad car, but I like him. I like it when he flirts with me, and I like flirting with him. Bah! I HAVEN'T HAD SEX IN A FUCKING MONTH! (Editorial Note: Try 4 years, sister, if you think that's bad.) ______________________________________ Here's another one, just because I won't write tommorow. Tuesday, April 29th, 1997 _____________________________________________ OOOOH I hate geometry! Anyway, me and Psycho Boy saw each other last Saturday and Sunday, on Tuesday, on Saturday, on Sunday, and yesterday. We saw each other yesterday because it was our 5 month anniversary! 5 MONTHS! That's a long time! Yesterday was groovy. We just drove around most of the time. We kissed a little and that was all we did. On Sunday, he came to our new house to do the electronic stuff. We had sex. My mom caught us. Long story. On Saturday we saw McHale's Navy and Volcano. Volcano is a cool movie. I've done my good deeds for the week. I gave some books I was trying to sell to a thrift store. I gave this girl a ride to school this morning. Woohoo. I love Psycho boy. I love driving my car. I'm not an excellent driver, but I'm decent. Driving to Psycho boy's house takes 35 minutes. I like the drive even though it uses a lot of gas. I love the freedom, I love not relying on my mom, I love my car. Sometimes I think like a spoiled bitch and wonder why I didn't get a better car, like an Altima. But it gets me around, so I'm happy. God, it's been such a long day. Please be over soon, day, PLEASE! I love psycho boy. I am so bored. I tried to teach 2nd graders how to spell. Aquaintance girl is going to help me with the math part of the SAT and I'm going to help her with the verbal. Dorkus Boy doesn't talk to me anymore. He just stands there and stares at me. What the hell is that? Why do you have to be 18 to sell something at a pawn shop? That sucks. (WARNING.. COMING UP NEXT, TMI!) I have a yeast infection. I might have given it to Psycho Boy through sex. His balls itch. (SEE! I TOLD YOU!) I live in a new house. The bathroom is yellow. In anatomy, I'm dissecting a cat. It's starting to be cool. Me and Anatomy Partner cut it's arm off. This summer I'm going to work for my dad. I'm not going to summer school. I'm addicted to putting on nail polish. School lasts too long lately. Only 3 more weeks left. Golden Retriever Boy is my dog. He is cool. I'm going. Blue nail polish is cool. I have to go to Eckerds and the library. English sucks. __________________________________ You get a cookie if you read this far. 1:56 p.m. - 2001-07-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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