I Try. Really, I Do

I try to be a nice person. That is the only reason I am not at this minute composing a nice "go eff yourself, your mother, and your dog" e-mail to someone who I'm not even sure why I try to maintain a relationship with in the first place. The only reason I can come up with is that trying to be a nice person thing.

The trying to be a nice person thing is waging a fierce battle with the true bitch that lives within. They're duking it out somewhere near my stomach right now.
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Anyway, the Latin exam went okay. I'll know later how okay...I plan to obsessively check the online grade system until the score appears.
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The freaks are out in full force. The big in-state rivalry game is this weekend. I can't wait to work this afternoon. Hopefully the true bitch that lives within me will be subdued by then.
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Thanks, everyone who wished me a happy birthday. It was the most boring birthday ever, but I guess I should be over birthdays by now anyway. Should probably be denying them, too.

Posted by Jenelle at September 15, 2006 01:16 PM | TrackBack