Blog 147, September 9 2009, Dear Mr./Ms.

Hello, my name is Godfrey Saint. This is a letter to my new teacher, Mr. Amazoncock. My latest interests include groping my boyfriend, Jon Grabme, and touching his beautiful moobs. They are just so amazing and they feel great to nuzzle my head into. My family history is nothing important, except for the hotness of my ginger boyfriend whose hair burns with the fire of a thousand suns. Hey, its hot enough to get me going . My goals for this year are to finally go all the way with my boyfriend and hopefully even incorporate a third person to increase the thrill. Help wanted, are you up for it Mr. Amazoncock? Inside of school, I enjoy the same thing as outside, Jon's cuddlies. And finally, when I grow up, there isnt anything that I want to do, but there is a someone that I want to do, and that is my boyfriend. Jon Grabme. My only medical concern is that I dont seem to be able to keep my boyfriend hard for more then 15 seconds.

Hey, this is Save Thedarkside IV writing a letter describing myself to my new teacher, Ms. Cutkil. I like your name, it reminds me of my pants. Ok, so the first thing, my interests. My interests are Rock Band, Rock Band 2, and black. But not like the black as in the person who is black, I mean blackness, like the black abyss of blackness, such as the black in my SOULLLLLL. So yeah, next is family history. Well I know that there are some vampires in and out of the generation, but I'm not entirely sure how many ghouls there are. Also, there was just recently a Lycan born from some family member, so now there is this huge rivalry between them all and I think its so stupid. Seriously, if they all just got rid of their emotions and cut themselves in an emo corner, life would be better. Ok, so next are my goals for this year. My goals are to get a perfect on Rock Band 2, and to discover a black so black, that I can just stare into it for hours, like my pants. Inside and outside of school, I pretty much like the same things, tight pants, and black. But outside of school kind of sucks, because there is the occasional sun, which just gets really annoying when you are trying to focus on hating it. Finally, when I grow up, I would like to be a black rose, mainly because its black, and I could unwillingly stab people with my thorns of emoness. My only known medical condition is obviously, depression. And BLACKNESS