Kosar and I are apparently going steady. Now I don't remember getting pinned, nor did I wake up with his letter sweater on, but I have always been taught that anything worth doing is worth overdoing, hence the signature. Therefore, I have decided to put Kosar's picture in my locket and fully expect all you handy horny sons of b*tches keep your hands off him this weekend. I am the jealous type. You know come to think of it, I haven't heard anything from him since the date at the drive-in. You know I don't ask for much but a phone call would be nice, or even a message to let me know where you are!! If you think I am going to just sit at home while you run around all over the place you are mistaken mister man. And another thing, I am not your maid so pick up your own clothes, and mom wants us over for dinner at 7p sharp, wear that sweater I like so much. I can't believe you didn't call. What the hell do you think I am?!?!?!? Some kind of slut that just sleeps around?? You said you loved me. I can't believe you, I hate you . I want to break up. No wait I didn't mean that......geez being freshly gay is "hard" work
