a letter from the depths of the scariest place on earth hello my dear sweet bitches,

I am writing to you from midterm hell. It's pretty shitty down here and I can't wait to come back to normal slut-civilization. Yeah, im in the shitty library. It sucks. Everyone is being all frantic and people are mad at me because i won't leave the computer. fuck those ho's. they can go to the basement (where the porn was filmed and where some dude shot some other dude and now the ghost of the porn maker lives there) which is now our computer lab. these bitches waiting to use this computer can suck it and hang out with porno ghost. Ok i probably make no sense but today i don't care. I hate midterm hell. it is gross and it smells and it wears ugg boots in 90 degree weather and has over processed blonde hair and an abercrombie t-shirt. holy shit sluts, everyone in the library is scary. oh my god bitches, am i turning scary? let me check.....ok no, i am still the only normal person on campus.



ugh, so tomorrow i have a midterm and i have no idea what im supposed to know because our lectures thus far have consisted of: a) our professors confession of his love for soft core pornogrphy b) that paris hilton is the new zsa zsa gabor c) that hollywood is run by people with no taste and that christians should suck it (im not kidding, he totally said that....well not in those words, but sort of) and d) that flappers were whores. I totally know this bitch will not ask us to write 3 essays on this shit. I hate that whore. My professor bitch needs to start lecturing properly or im going to have to start some kind of revolt with the sign language bitches and get this man on the right track.



I have two weeks of midterm hell and i pray i make it out alive. Goddamnit, i just pray i make it out of the library.



ps - omg bitches, when im done with midterms i am totally going to recruit bitches to go with me to a taping of the Tyra Skanks show. her show is hot shit. it is shallow Oprah to the extreme!!!!! you know you wanna come!  ¶ 6:18 PM