So RJ's hot for my snatch again; like, duh, I knew he would be. This time around, he better get with the program, or this was just a Florida fun fuck. No more plastic flowers, no more "dates" that equaled a Jack Black movie and sex in his car with burger wrappers on the floor, no more not taking me to Group parties just because Sabrina or Sheila said no. If he wants me, he better earn me this time, and if that means I'm taking the fucking money out of his wallet to get his car cleaned or whatever, then fine. I know that Erica has a crush or whatever on Howie (been there, too bored to do that. Actually, looking back, stealing him from Stacey was my very first burn, wasn't it? Ah, nostalgia...), but I'm looking up. I deserve the best in life, don't I? It's why I dumped ol' limp dick Long.

I just need RJ to wise the hell up and get on board.

Yes, okay, so everybody already knew that Mary Anne was Miss Anorexia 2008, but nobody was saying it! But it turns out that nobody was saying it because everybody fucking loves her. It's such horseshit! I am so tired of the fucking rejects in the BSC becoming the Queens of Everything! Back in eighth, Mary Anne lands the hot new kid just by breathing, and Stacey falls in with the basketball crowd in two seconds, dating the hot athlete. Me? I hustled my ass off, dating high schoolers, throwing parties. By the end of the year, I was more popular than them, damn it, but now it's all fucked up again!

Now Mary Anne's back with the hot athlete, and she's part of Sabrina's crowd. Now Stacey's dating the hot new kid. How did this happen! And Mary Anne is suddenly untouchable? Well.

Well.

Fuck this shit. I'm not going down, hell no, not without bringing someone else with me,