Ummm. Yeah.
Nobody likes me, and most importantly, I can’t bring myself to like anyone. I really hate boys. I hate them I hate them I hate them I hate them. Thinking about boys makes me feel icky. I have them all over my walls, but they’re not real. Haha.
And really, liking Taecyeon doesn’t count as liking a guy. I’ll never get him. I know that. Also, he can’t possibly as wonderful as he seems. And if I had to push either Taec or my best friend off a cliff, Taec would have to be a real beast to survive that fall.
Why are boys so icky? They only want one thing. And it’s not a unicorn to ride to class. =____=;;
It’s not that I like girls or anything. Girls are bitches. I’m a girl. I’m a bitch. I know that.
Lots of work to do. Collaborative something or other project for Inclusive Settings, tests in American Lit and Special Ed, 15 hours of academic service for Inclusive Settings and Special Ed. OH JOY.
A quiz in American Lit soon. ARGH.
And I still hate boys.
