Shorts

Right now, I'm wearing these ugly red shorts. They're like 347297929328 years old. They're so horribly gross looking, I can't believe I actually still wear them sometimes. I'm listening to some Wombats songs that I've only heard like once before. That makes me sad because I really love the Wombats. I'd possibly date the drummer? Yeah....no question about it, I would. I just watched the movie Starter for 10 because James McAvoy is gorgeous. My favorite quote from the movie went something like this, "I have an announcement to make," James said in all his glory, "I'm on the *insert name here that I forgot* team." His mom then says, "What a relief. I thought you were going to say that you'd become gay." All in all, I'm lame enough to say that I liked the movie. I hated it at the same time though. It was about James who fell in love with this girl that was a jerk, when one of his best friends was made for him. In the end, he ended up with Rebecca, his best friend, and it seemed sweet. I have a problem with this though. Why should men be able to treat they're best friends so badly because they're convinced that they're in love with someone else and why do they get the person they don't deserve at the end? Oh well, it happens in every other movie.

I'm going to go finish my "about me comic" for Spanish. Me llamo Laura. Yo soy peliroja. Me gustan chicos. It's something like that and it's not due till Friday, but I'm going to get it out of the way and then label a map of Europe for Geography. Sounds like fun, right?


LOVE YOU, BABY.
Laura