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<< 30 April 2002 || 01:25 >>

red haired dreamboats

I like boys with red hair. I think they must be exotic or something. I keep asking God for a nice Catholic emo boy with red hair (a little curly, but not too much), a tattoo of something written in latin (ie: claritas integritas veritas) and a record player that works.

I can't find my pin number to register for classes.

There's a boy here and I want him to ask me out on a date. I don't think he will though considering he's only ever seen me a few times and we've never hung out. He's got red hair. Well, basically any red-haired boy (within reason) who attends here and would like to hold my hand and publish zines can call me. (253)5358032

What could be better than a red-haired boy with an Italian last name? Nothing.

I really wish I could find my pin. I put it someplace where I wouldn't forget it, and of course I've forgotten where that is. I'm SO not getting into the Shakesphere class. Damn engilsh lit major pre-reqs. It's fucking up my whole schedule. I will go to the student services place tomorrow and fix all this crap.

I went to Outdoor School for a day today. My name was HIP and I had issues with responding to it. Maybe I'm not outdoor school material, though I had a lot of fun.

I really should go to bed.

Death to histamines!