You know what’s great? Sex. You know what’s even better? Yes, that’s right, sex with a plot!
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Dear Diary: She’s not even my girlfriend!
Dear Diary,
Chrissy hasn’t stopped messaging me all day. Apparently her flat-mates are asking about me and she isn’t happy. You’d think they’d never seen a naked woman before, the way she’s going on.
Dear Diary: I think my Lecturer’s Seen my Video…
Dear Diary,
I think my lecturer has seen my ‘video’. She was looking at me funny in class and I can’t help but wonder. I couldn’t sit still…
Dear Diary: I’m Never Drinking Again…
Dear Diary, sorry I haven’t written in a few days. I just haven’t felt up to it.
I’m never drinking again, and now there’s a video of me stripping naked in the town square and running through the water fountains declaring that I’m the Goddess of Love circling the campus.
When I find out who took it, I’m gonna kill them.
Dear Diary: The Sun, It Burns!
See! Students are useful. We aren’t all just alcohol obsessed, sex-crazed bunnies; some of us figure out how to light the world!
Dear Diary: The Pressure is Building…
Oh, my God! Why did I leave this so late? I’ve got three hours until I have to hand it in and I’ve barely written anything! I don’t know what to do! My mind’s completely blank! FUCK!
Dear Diary: Today I Fu*ked Up By…
Dear Diary, or should that be Reddit? Today I Fucked Up by trying to have sex on a beach. Never have sex on a beach. Let me explain.
Dear Diary: The Best Thing About Going on a Date Is…
Guess what? Chrissy wants to go on a date again! It really WAS a date and lesbian sex is AWESOME! I never knew I could have that many orgasms at once! Holy fuck.
Dear Diary: The Problem With Planning Is…
So, it turns out, I’m an accidental genius. Yeah, I know, I’m sooo modest about it, but the professor loved my plan. Like, really loved it. I made that shit up in five minutes on the bus ride to class!
Dear Diary: The Essay Issue…
Dear Diary,
You know what I hate? I hate people who can write essays a bit at a time. What kind of psychopath do you have to be to do that? How can you just do a part of an essay then walk away? I mean, come on, surely it’s all or nothing, right? Who actually plans this shit?