Friday, August 29, 2003
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He can’t escape my Wrath…
The boy formerly known as CBJ that is. I walk into physical yesterday and of the four people in that class he just so happens to be one of us. HeHeHe… “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned” is the quote I do believe. So for the next 30 class days I’ll be sitting next to Josh, the boy with hair longer than mine, the boy sings Llano Estacado everyday, the boy who ‘doesn’t like tea,’ the boy who looks at my breasts more often than my eyes, the boy who conveniently forgot to mention his ‘friend’ Candice was actually his girlfriend, the same boy I out-fished much to his annoyance, the boy I beat at Poker also much to his annoyance, the one and only Cowboy Jesus (if you saw him, you’d understand). It’ll make for an interesting semester to say the least. Not only does Dr. Cooper already have it out for him from day one…he is well aware of the many, many
rumors (I make this bold to stress the fact that they were rumors and just that) that floated around the oh so small Lamar Geology Department last Semester about our ‘inappropriate’ behavior on our Paleo Field trip to Oklahoma. Between Me, Lorrie, Alex, and Dr. Cooper…this boy doesn’t have a prayer. His one and only redeeming quality is that he’s a Republican. Of course, he’s one of those stupid ones who give us smart ones a bad name, so maybe his only redeeming quality is that he loves Townes Van Zandt. Oh well, life’s all about compromise. We’ll just see how long it takes until we are at each other’s throats. He hates independent women, especially intelligent ones. It’s time to lay the smack down, to payback the debt, to give him a taste of his own medicine. Because God forbid I do the mature thing and just let it roll off my back, that wouldn’t be any fun at all now would it? Hehehe
Stay tuned for further updates of ‘Player gets Played’ ;)
♥Oh, so vintage... 5:20 PM
