Fine Paul. Today I was on a field trip to the Boston Museum of Fine Arts (oh sorry, that's Fine Farts). Oh god was it boring! We only went to the impressionist crap part. There was this girl, who was on my list after the Russian chic; she's the short but really cute one. I pretty much checked her out the entire time, but when she said "Oh I want to marry [name]!", I was disappointed, but I didn't think I had any chance with her anyways. I'm still thinking about the finger bleeder, but I don't know, she's the type that would want a "real" relationship. You know me, I'm desprit for a date, and just want to score, not shallow or anything, I'd love to get to know a girl, but ultimately I have to satisfy my biological urges. Next year the freshman class will be sophomores, so maybe I'll look into that grade for chics. I know they already have more chics than my grade, and chics always want a guy who's older, so my chances are better. Oh, and let's not forget, next year I'll be driving to school, and we all know how chics can't resist my car
, so who knows what can happen next year, all I know is that if I don't get a girl next year, I'll be real pissed at myself.
Getting back to subject, kind of, I just got a call from the driving school, and to make up for the lost appointment today, I'm going for a double lesson tomorrow.
How old is everyone?
by BurningSheep » Jun 5, 2002 @ 12:46am 
