
“Yo, my name is Jo, fuck with me and I’ll smack your hoe.”
Disclaimer: the following statement above is not mine, but owned by my sadly un-imaginative friend Tracey, who thinks her rhyming shites’ all over 50cents.
Why do I have this up here, you ask? Because I can’t get it out of my head and felt the need to post it on my bio.
Anyway, as you gathered above my name is Jo, although my dad insists on calling me Jocelyn, despite the number of times I’ve had to correct him. I don’t care that he named me, he got it wrong dammit.
I left school half a year ago before I could finish, due to the fact that I was sick for most of it. But I’m better now. I take tablets.
Going back next there though, god help me.
I do like pocky, but only the strawberry kind, the rest are tasteless sticks of crap and not worth the money. I recommend wafer rolls.
And as a parting word, watch this space biatches, 'cause I will be posting a story here real soon.
Over and out.