Snooki IS sexy!

   Hey, yeah. I haven't posted in a fortnight, but in reply to Heather, AKA Snooki, Hey kid! How are ya? Good? Good. Yeah, I'm flipping out. I finally told Peter Tischke that I like him and he was "cool with it" Ugh, I don't know what to do. Either a guy likes you or he doesn't! Why can't he tell me if he likes me or not? Guys can't just be caught in between, and be "cool with it" I don't know what to do. Help! Somebody help me, S.O.S! But now I like another boy, but I'm not ready to announce him on my blog quite yet, so we'll just call him.... Febreeze. Yeah, that's right. I just looked around my room to find an empty can of Febreeze, and now it's his nick name. Unlike Soapy however, I do believe that this boy will be straight one way or straight another. He'll like me or he won't like me. But given the circumstances and judging on my so-far one measly relationship, this will not end well. 

  Heather, I'm so glad you have found so many adequate young men to satisfy your otherwise insatiable lust for hipster/indie/rock/emo boys... And I hope you see one of them and bells go off in your head and the two of you fall in love elope to italy, change your names to Ms. Heather Cavaricci and Mr. So-and-So Cavaricci and secretly get married and have 42 children, and even though your vagina will be all swolen and stretched out from those 42 beautiful Cavaricci children, he will still 'love you' every night! :) You deserve the somewhat-Italian happiness! Besides, you are Snooki after all.