As the debate going on downstairs between Maya and Allison on whether fake sex that everyone knows is fake and sex is hotter than sex that is supposed to be real and loud and dirty but is fake progresses, my Political Consciousness final is laughing along with the girls while I am throwing up reasons why third world countries were romanticized by Students for a Democratic Society.
Everyone is done for the quarter, a celebration is of course in order, however i just don't think it's fair that I'm still hovering over my computer. Hannah's packing is literally creating a storm of clothes and we can both smell our vaginas from our faces.
Scott are you done yet? Are you alive? I hear you're a big fan of those sneaky little pills for crazy kids, which have helped us realized just how misunderstood our little Hannah has been all these years.
I can't wait for San Diego, but mostly I can't wait to be finished. All that's left for me is to put together a portfolio of Foods that Make my Snatch Smell Weird and Dear Monica Lewinski, I Want to Suck Dick.
Can we hang out this weekend Scott? We'll be all alone. Let's do it all over my house.
I will miss you all this break for the moments we are not together, for the moments I will have no one to pick my backne, for the moments I will have no one to talk about different masturbation techniques and for the moments I will not have Scott's eyes to look into.
Everyone be good this break, I'll have some good gifts waiting for you when you get back. Oh and Maya don't forget our Bop-It! Extreme swap.
Jaime JO
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