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Damn The OC and all it's creators.
-How's Seth going to get anywhere on the 'Summer Breeze'? Won't he, like, flip over?
-I bet you Teresa isn't pregnant, or it's Eddies.
-Ryan left!? And poor depressed Seth gave him the cold finger.
-Leave it to Marissa to get back-assward drunk, pass out on her balcony, tumble down the roof, and fall into the pool and piss of her mom. Okay, it was only one drink, but couldn't you picture that?
-Summer should be pregnant. They keep bringing up the 'bad sex' thing.
-I cried.
I have more, but all I do is nag. Nag nag nag nag nag.
Now about me;
I know I said I'd be around a lot more, but lately all I've done is lurk. No updates or anything. But, I'm happy Sarah's back, and I'm back, and Cindy's living with us again, and yeah. She got a cat, so I spray painted him green because it's my favorite colour and I absolutely hate white. It never stays clean, so why should a cat's fur change? We named him Parker, because he walks, and then all of a sudden stops, right infront of you, and you fall. Sarah calls him Tripper. So the cat has two names.
I'm probably, most likely, going to go visit Sasha and David (oo-la-la) in London, with Sarah.
God, me and Sarah do everything together, I've just realised. I need to get a life. Or a boyfriend. Either would make her and I less lover-ish. That seems weird to say.
Sar-Bear.
P.s. I need to look up a fewe words. Remind me next time we run into each other.
-How's Seth going to get anywhere on the 'Summer Breeze'? Won't he, like, flip over?
-I bet you Teresa isn't pregnant, or it's Eddies.
-Ryan left!? And poor depressed Seth gave him the cold finger.
-Leave it to Marissa to get back-assward drunk, pass out on her balcony, tumble down the roof, and fall into the pool and piss of her mom. Okay, it was only one drink, but couldn't you picture that?
-Summer should be pregnant. They keep bringing up the 'bad sex' thing.
-I cried.
I have more, but all I do is nag. Nag nag nag nag nag.
Now about me;
I know I said I'd be around a lot more, but lately all I've done is lurk. No updates or anything. But, I'm happy Sarah's back, and I'm back, and Cindy's living with us again, and yeah. She got a cat, so I spray painted him green because it's my favorite colour and I absolutely hate white. It never stays clean, so why should a cat's fur change? We named him Parker, because he walks, and then all of a sudden stops, right infront of you, and you fall. Sarah calls him Tripper. So the cat has two names.
I'm probably, most likely, going to go visit Sasha and David (oo-la-la) in London, with Sarah.
God, me and Sarah do everything together, I've just realised. I need to get a life. Or a boyfriend. Either would make her and I less lover-ish. That seems weird to say.
Sar-Bear.
P.s. I need to look up a fewe words. Remind me next time we run into each other.