reppin the 11803. missing the 13902.
hey kidsss, what up? i'm writing to you from the comfort of my large and in charge bed in beautiful plainview, new york. i am so tired it's not even near funny. the lovely megs marie (who i love dearly and cannot wait to go back to binghamton with) threw a little shindig last night. good times. <3 running the beer pong table <3 it's always a good time. anyway i only got like three hours of sleep last night and that was on top of only getting like five the night before, so yeah.
have i mentioned that I MISS BINGGGGG? cause i seriously do. megs actually made a little list of what she misses, and mine's pretty close to that:
* the girls, like motherfucking craaazy.
* the huge dip in my bed!
* never going to sleep before 3am, no matter what.
* the boys who unofficially live in my suite. the common room loves them.
* drinking 4 nights a week, at least twice to complete retardation.
* not going to class
* THE SEXILE BUNNY ahhh i loooove it even though i just lock my roomie out (sorry i love you!)
* the assholes next door blasting disney music. and by assholes i mean most fun girls i've ever met.
* my freak ass dreams.
.... etc, etc, etc...
so considering the fact that i thought that binghamton was going to be absoultely awful, i was gonna just focus on doing work and getting the fuck outta there, i think that i got pretty lucky this year. actually, i KNOW that i got SO lucky. i love it. the girls rock my face off and my floor is the chillest group of boys i've ever met. awesome year so far. i know we've only been there a month, and i hope i'm not jinxing anything, but i love it.
note to self: download soco amaretto lime onto laptop.
moving on...
since some form of penis just always needs to be in these conversations, i'm going to obviously mention it. why is everyone always obsessed with finding someone? and ps by everyone i mean a select few people. anyway, these are the people that always need a relationship or at least a hook up that they either want to be their bf/gf or don't and are not okay with only hooking up but aren't okay with not hooking up with them were they to quit it. if that makes no sense to you that's okay cause honestly i'm starting to lose myself. but that's besides the point. i don't really know what the point is. i think it's something along the lines of you don't find it if you're looking for it. key word is looking there, not trying, cause trying at least puts in effort that isn't just going out and being all pouty cause you didn't find your soulmate. anyway, no, i'm not looking for a fuck buddy, no i don't want a boyfriend, just leave me alone, thanks very much. i do want your pot though. and this is what makes me absolutely terrible at life. straight to hell whaaaaat? yea okay..
oh hi juli by the way you best keep being happy and whatnot cause me and gabby are way too poor/tired/ADDish to come visit you every weekend. love ya!
so today i bonded with ben, and i finally understand where my cracked out-ness comes from. it's kind of scary how alike we were acting today, but i love it. favorite person ever, i'm telling you.
note to self #2 - get a digital camera, get pictures of bailey & sammi and post them. also, drop off pictures tomorrow.
okay going to bed, cause i have to get up early for becky and shelly bonding day. my mom is the best.
goodnight moon♥
have i mentioned that I MISS BINGGGGG? cause i seriously do. megs actually made a little list of what she misses, and mine's pretty close to that:
* the girls, like motherfucking craaazy.
* the huge dip in my bed!
* never going to sleep before 3am, no matter what.
* the boys who unofficially live in my suite. the common room loves them.
* drinking 4 nights a week, at least twice to complete retardation.
* not going to class
* THE SEXILE BUNNY ahhh i loooove it even though i just lock my roomie out (sorry i love you!)
* the assholes next door blasting disney music. and by assholes i mean most fun girls i've ever met.
* my freak ass dreams.
.... etc, etc, etc...
so considering the fact that i thought that binghamton was going to be absoultely awful, i was gonna just focus on doing work and getting the fuck outta there, i think that i got pretty lucky this year. actually, i KNOW that i got SO lucky. i love it. the girls rock my face off and my floor is the chillest group of boys i've ever met. awesome year so far. i know we've only been there a month, and i hope i'm not jinxing anything, but i love it.
note to self: download soco amaretto lime onto laptop.
moving on...
since some form of penis just always needs to be in these conversations, i'm going to obviously mention it. why is everyone always obsessed with finding someone? and ps by everyone i mean a select few people. anyway, these are the people that always need a relationship or at least a hook up that they either want to be their bf/gf or don't and are not okay with only hooking up but aren't okay with not hooking up with them were they to quit it. if that makes no sense to you that's okay cause honestly i'm starting to lose myself. but that's besides the point. i don't really know what the point is. i think it's something along the lines of you don't find it if you're looking for it. key word is looking there, not trying, cause trying at least puts in effort that isn't just going out and being all pouty cause you didn't find your soulmate. anyway, no, i'm not looking for a fuck buddy, no i don't want a boyfriend, just leave me alone, thanks very much. i do want your pot though. and this is what makes me absolutely terrible at life. straight to hell whaaaaat? yea okay..
oh hi juli by the way you best keep being happy and whatnot cause me and gabby are way too poor/tired/ADDish to come visit you every weekend. love ya!
so today i bonded with ben, and i finally understand where my cracked out-ness comes from. it's kind of scary how alike we were acting today, but i love it. favorite person ever, i'm telling you.
note to self #2 - get a digital camera, get pictures of bailey & sammi and post them. also, drop off pictures tomorrow.
okay going to bed, cause i have to get up early for becky and shelly bonding day. my mom is the best.
goodnight moon♥