Let me introduce you to Napoleon High School Seniors 2004.
I’m still sick. My fever’s gone down but I still have that awful, awful cough and chest infection. God knows when it’s gonna clear up. I wish I’ve got SARS so I can like infect each and everyone of you.
Can you imagine, I’ve been cigarette-free for the past 28 hours, to be exact? I have a ton of Marlboro Reds here – oh the temptation of just lighting one then huff and puff galore. But no. I’m determined to just follow my meds and get my cough sorted out.
I’ve been thinking, if I were to go to a yank high school on Monday, where would I belong?
Preppy? Oh fuck no. I am so not clean-cut.
Geeks? Say what now?
Goths? Marilyn Manson is so dark ages ago. I think goths evolved into candy kids whatever, non? I’m so outdated with youth culture.
Jocks? Ha ha. Like I would play any sport. Very funny though.
Go on then. Where would you classify me? Definitely not the PTA. And please don’t say the Gay-Straight Alliance.
I am so gay that even gay guys are scared of me. Which is strange cause I’m not even gay. I’m bisexual.
Enough brain farting for me. I’m off to have my lunch.
Love you lots. Toodles!