16,408. I’m not done with high school.  Drat.  I got distracted by this hot boy I slept with in sophomore year.  He says it’s ok to write about him.  Yay!

I’m going back and forth on where and when I’m using pseudonyms.  Mostly I just don’t bother.  I’m telling my life story.  I think that’s ok.  I’m trying to not piss in Cheerios, but I’m being blunt about what I experienced.  We’ll see if more people hate me in the end.  Cheers.  Back to writing.