The AmericanThe American decided to enlist in the navy in hopes of getting a girl. He'd just graduated from high school with a GPA no higher than 2.5 and he wasn't a talented amateur in extracurricular activities like golfing or surfing. He didn't play any instruments except for a good casual whistle (he could do a fine "Bye Bye Birdie" and "The Star Spangled Banner"). He wasn't First Aid certified, not a life guard, not a great swimmer, essentially, not trained in anything, no extra skills. So after he graduated his ho-hum Nebraska high school he enlisted in the navy. His mother probably wonders if he still smokes two packs of cigarettes a day, doing alThe American by ~L-live
Confessions of a DBSKholicAs I am writing this right now, my girlfriend is at her house, blaming me again for slowing down her internet speed because I'd been trying to ask about the English assignment that we were supposed to do for homework on MSN. Because I don't know the criteria of our English essay and I do not have anything better to do than file this complaint, I will be writing a memoir of everything that has gotten between us ever since we became official seventy-one days ago during lunch in the school cafeteria. Curse the English teacher! He's mildly retarded anyway.Confessions of a DBSKholic by ~L-live
I will do a brief introduction of my girlfriend. She's five four, which is a typical heigh
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