Monday, 29 September 2008

Mr. T

Me and Mr. T.

Mr. T, Mr. T. What do you say? You and me?

Mr. T is the guy from my school that I keep longing after in the hall. He is sooo CUTE and, OMG, so hot! His eyes are so enchanting and I could just stare in them all day long. Of course I wouldn't do that because then I'd seem like a crazy girl and we can't let that happen, now can we?! I would say that he is perfect, but there is just a little thing that annoys me about him. A thing that is on his libs constantly! I don't quite know how to get ride of it and I don't know if you can get some medicine to get it of. I really do hope so! The word(s) that I'm looking is "little-biatch-that-is-hanging-on-the-cut-guys-libs". I think that in plain English you call it "girlfriend". Personally, I don't like that word that much, but maybe that's just because I'm single and the word "girlfriend" keeps reminding me of that.

Mr. T is like the chocolate that you can't have. I LOVE chocolate! My piece of chocolate has a raisin, which I hate and I can't get i of! The chocolate is so delicious and I want it, but i can't! I feel like crying, but I will not do that! If there's something my crazy best friend has told me about guys is that you should never cry over spilled milk...no...wait...you should never cry over a raisin on a delicious piece of chocolate! So I want!

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