Let The Hunger Games Commence!

Ugh, I’m so annoyed. The cute guy that lived across the street from me moved to San Francisco; what a Judas. Thanks for depriving me of my favorite brand of man candy: the kind I get when I look out of my window. (Don't get any ideas all you peeping Toms and Jeffrey Arnolds.) Still, this just reminds me that there is only 24 days left until Homecoming and I still haven’t chosen a date. Oh, right, Justin, I’m breaking up with you.

So, what lucky guy is going to get to wear me as their arm piece for this year’s Homecoming dance? (And inevitably be crowned Homecoming Prince?) My minions are now taking applications. I hate to go all Hunger Games, but who are we kidding? Love is war. May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favor.

Today’s State of the Union:

-Issac Pinkler moved away. Despite the fact that I would never date him (Hello, his last name is Pinkler?!) I loved waking up to his six-pack every morning.

-Despite the fact that I just broke up with him, Justin K is NOT on the market. The three month rule still applies.

-Coach Decklen has been let go on suspicions of untoward interactions with male students (Sorry, Ed).

-Decklen has been replaced by Former Prep Football star, and still gorgeous male specimen, Andrew Hankson.

-Someone accidentally spilled a latte of Yoshi Onita’s maroon, faux-cashmere sweater. (You’re welcome).

-People who need to let go of last season’s purses

         Sharon K.

         Olivia M.

         Faye

         Lina 

      Peter (even Queen’s have off-days Peter. Burn the Michael Kors and move on.)

         Skylar Nessano (I know you don’t carry a purse, but if you did it would be last season.)

C’est la vie!