When adults told me that college was the best four years of their lives, I felt kind of sad for them. But I totally get it now.
Went to Beta last night for Shock Yo Momma! Heard Ryan the Hawaiian's band play. Then dance party, what what.
Except Justen dressed up as me. With a pink t-shirt and a short pink skirt. And I hate him.
After I had a little too much rum to live up to my reputation as highly graceful dancer, we peaced out to 41w.
Where we chilled. And ate chili and watched Family Guy and made pudding!
There are good kids at 41w. Heart.
Sometimes they let you sleep in their soft beds while they're sleeping on sketchy couches in the lounge. That's real friendship.
I think the title of this post should have been your special name instead of mine.
And what was your costume?
I still haven't comprehended that you are gone.
you no longer go to my school.
It feels like you're on a little vacation. Maybe taking a few sick days.
Make sure i see you in like 4 weeks.