LA Lakers. How I depise thee.

I change my mind. I would like an Italian boy. Or a Greek boy. I would have beautiful children.
Why did I change my mind?
We are watching foreign films in English [now that the AP Lit test is over] and our class just finished watching Cinema Paradisio. It is an Italian film.
The main boy Toto is the most adorable boy I've ever seen and the teenage Toto is muy caliente!
So I figured this. If I marry an Italian [or Greek] I would have beautiful children.
I have dark hair and olive skin. So therefore. Me + Italian boy = Beautiful children. End of Story.
But on to more important matters.
Kind words cannot express my feelings for the Los Angeles Lakers. I hate them that much.
They belong in hell and no other place.
I only say this because I love my Utah Jazz very much. The Jazz deserve to win the playoffs.
I think they are good enough. The Lakers...they win everything. They are Cocky. Dirty. Purple and Gold.
And they have Kobe and Gasol. May they die and go to hell.
Enough said.
I'm going to senior prom though and my dress is pretty.
School is out in like...three weeks.
I'm ready to be done.
Summer, bring it on.