Hola, queridos. Santana Lopez, 18. Brutal honesty is my first language. Living in a world infested by motherfucking zombies. Unpleasantly joining White Sticky, Kurtsie, ManBoobs, Juno and Sweet Berry pie on this lovely journey. You probably think I'm having fun with my friends, but 1. Besides the fact that Rachel's sweaters make me want to scratch my eyes out, they also look and smell like 2 month-old coughed up hairballs. 2. Finn (or Shamu, as I call him) hasn't joined his orca brothers in Sea World yet, so he decided to "bless" our lives with his big white belly everyday and 3. Sam hasn't admitted that there's a family of Umpa Lumpas living on his mouth, though everyone knows there is. So, no, I'm not having fun. I kind of love her. Yeah, like a lot. Breadsticks