04.01.2070

Ophelia,

Why are boys so smelly? And needy? ... Okay, perhaps I'm being harsh and rude, and really what I mean is MEN, not boys, but they're much the same thing, only a little taller. See, you probably don't know me very well, and that's cool... BUT, Xav should know better.

Here, let me fill you in on irrelevant details about who I am.

I am Emily. I dislike liars, I dislike cowardice, I dislike irresponsibility, and above all, I loathe disloyalty. My expectations are fair, right? Don't tell lies, don't run away with your tail between your legs wearing disgusting shades of denial, don't be a prat, and don't double cross me.

Go figure, it's an inconvenience to limit ones snogging to ME. I ought to be offended, right? Well if that wasn't eyebrow-raising enough, the whole "It's not what it looks like" speech was just the icing on the proverbially smashed in cake.

Anywaaaayysss... I need to pack, they're shipping me back to school tomorrow. Take care stupid book-with-lined-pages. I'll see you on the flip side - literally, your next page.

P.S. On a completely unrelated note, Xavier was sporting a handsome broken nose just earlier. I wonder why that might be?