giving up booze and boys

for lent has made me into a skank. mostly because now i am giving my friends skanky advice. an excerpt from my latest text thread:

Friend: (Insert boy's name here) brother is so hot! And nice!
Moi: Then blow him.
F: I'm not like that!
M: I'm just saying that maybe you need a little action in your life.
F: Dribble about some friend of her's.....
M: Ah ha. I still vote on you fellating this fine specimen of man.


Something is wrong with me when I start saying fellating. Or fellatio. Or anything along those lines.


But just so y'all know, I have kept to my Lent promise of no boys (specific ones I mean, I can't shun the entire male species) and no booze (that is definitely all inclusive). I've only got, what? 33 days left? Wish me luck.

And in other news, I've been bombing my French tests, getting secret tattoos/piercings, reading nonstop because I am the biggest nerd you will ever meet, borrowing money from my parents because I am financially irresponsible, applying to colleges (mostly private ones, with tuition costs of $30K a year), noticing how many words I use that have double letters i.e. leTTers, wasting all of my time on Twitter.com (@beverlyhillls), washing endless loads of laundry, and generally freaking out about what is going to happen at the end of the month when my brother et al arrive.