Because the Wind Is High

[Updated: Dec. 24, 2009 01:56 am]

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Ok, so I finally got a break in exams week, which is good, because I need to update stuff like woah. I've written so many drabbles in classes. >_< Anywho, I think the holiday season just makes me nostalgic, so expect a lot of random reflective crap. This one, as the subject line hints, deals with girls, guys, and relationships.

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I mean, I don't think it's graphic or anything, just...yeah...kinda random and pointless. :-P

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So there you go. Of course, now that I've finished writing this, I feel like writing a drabble of sorts on Brandon. I mean, even after we broke up I contemplated starting a book or something entitled My Month with Casanova. I know, that's kinda misleading, because we never "did it" or anything. But it's so weird how a guy I only knew and dated for one month could change my life so drastically. It seems kinda book worthy...or at least drabble worthy. :-P

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Driving Her Wild
By Jennifer Armstrong
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 Funny Australian boys make me happy. ^_^
Actually, funny boys in general make me happy. Seriously, we need a boy zoo or something just so we can watch the stupid and/or funny stuff they do in their natural habitat.

 

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Cheers, luvs,
Desi

Dear winterofashes,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but the mafia wants you. I think I realized it the first of May as you ate enchiladas, and I saw you sit at my best friend. I'm sure you're man enough to understand that Extreme Home Makeover sucks. I'm returning your love letters to you, but I'll keep your photo as a memory. You should also know that I get sick when I think of Opra Winfrey imitations.
Greetings to your frog Leonard,
-Desi-