Of this blog? No. (Even though Wistful has decided to formally close her blog, I shall triumph over this reckless period of in-between-ness that has developed -- who came up with the thoughtful idea of giving the transition period between child and adult a name?)


This will be convoluted, I warn you.



I am a heartless, bitchy, annoying, merciless teenager, and I desperately need to consume some of that raspberry alcohol my dad bought the other day. Illegal, underage drinking ftw.

There are some choices people make, choices like closing off a blog, like procrastinating for midterms (cough), like breaking hearts, spreading rumors, and playing people, (no?) strings attached.

I just hope I can make some good ones in the future.

Labels: college 1, jerkface, piffed off, senor and wistful, the monkey