My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, I could teach you, but I'd have to charge
If i don't make it into college because I'm too busy with this thing, you all must support me in my old age. I will have no money, no college degree, and no house. It will be tragic.
Le sigh, so now I have to say nice things about askinfortrouble,coffee_pigeon, and red_barron because I messed with your minds?
Julia.
I love you, even if you hate me. Julia, someday, we will go to that highway in Germany, rent a mustang, and play the lobby scene music barreling down the pavement at 100 MPH. Bliss. But yes m'dear, you are wonderful. I don't know why I have to tell any of you girl this, you know so! I love how you can easily swtich from being a complete spaz to a profoundly impacting insight to the ways of the world. 'Tis a gift, and I'm blessed to know you.
Caitlin.
You horny toad. You surprise me everyday, Little Caitlin. I think I have you all figured out, then you flip a 180. I looove it, it cracks me up everytime. You don't have a mean bone in your body, and you shake off the silly stresses with ease. I'm insanely jealous. You radiate benevolence.
Jeanne.
I will overlook firstly that you called me an asshole. So, we've been through a lot of shit. Both of us came out on top. You are a true fighter miss Jean, I admire that. I have yet to find another human being with the same sense of humor as you, or anyone that understands mine. You also are a horny little bastard. I'd sleep with you anyday.
Commencing affirmation. Any other takers, I'm on a role.
The end of the week was a charming one. Arsenic and Old Lace was friday evening at Silver Lake. Meg and Kara accompanied moi, and I don't think they had the best time. I DID NOT DITCH THEM. heh. I merely was overwhelmed by all my old middle school friends. It coulda happened to anyone. Whatever, it was still good, saw Marcus and Beck and Verc and Jenny, just like old times. And Verc hitting on Kara, priceless. I promise, he's harmless.
And then, after the performance, my old love from 8th grade appeared. Oh, I almost melted into a pile of gushy nostalgic mush, but I did compose myself enough to say his name. He turned and the angels sung a heavenly chorus as a bright white light surrounded his beautiful contenance. He grinned and gave me a huge hug as I blubbered non-coherent words of admiration. We started jumping up and down and yapping about old memories. I had never confessed my undying love to him before, for we were best friends back in the day and such a confession would surely be too much of a risk to take. Suddenly his face twisted into a sheepish smile. "Erm, Eileen, this is my girlfriend, Beck." Oh. Hello. Damn.
Back to the drawing board I suppose, per usual.
And saturday! Saturday was excellent. Jean Marie and Jules and I attended Zaque(copyright)'s horse show. He did exeptionally well, I wish I was that good. I was so proud of Jean as well, she put up with barn-life, was totally out of her element, and came out with flying colors. Kinda. We had fun after galavanting around after the events. Quick! Fire our shit! But I'm le tired. Well, take a nap then fire ze missles!! I have no idea how that poor boy tolerated us for so long. Patience of the heavens, that one.
Martirx on Sunday, brought gram-miester. Blew my brain cells, good flick. Though every five seconds i had dear grand ma-ma whispering in my eeeeeear. Every five seconds. Blah(couple of vowels).
P&P tonite with Jules! Superb! Pink P&P sweatshirts for everyone! Even Andrew!
theyrecominghomehomehomehome!! fallingnuns and jco85! and Dan and Adam! Friday football, it's so on. I might wear a skirt just for kicks. Goose shit here we come!
Maybe I should do some homework. Oh thats right, I waaaaas going to do it when I got home, but no. I had to do this. Curse you people.
Le sigh, so now I have to say nice things about askinfortrouble,coffee_pigeon, and red_barron because I messed with your minds?
Julia.
I love you, even if you hate me. Julia, someday, we will go to that highway in Germany, rent a mustang, and play the lobby scene music barreling down the pavement at 100 MPH. Bliss. But yes m'dear, you are wonderful. I don't know why I have to tell any of you girl this, you know so! I love how you can easily swtich from being a complete spaz to a profoundly impacting insight to the ways of the world. 'Tis a gift, and I'm blessed to know you.
Caitlin.
You horny toad. You surprise me everyday, Little Caitlin. I think I have you all figured out, then you flip a 180. I looove it, it cracks me up everytime. You don't have a mean bone in your body, and you shake off the silly stresses with ease. I'm insanely jealous. You radiate benevolence.
Jeanne.
I will overlook firstly that you called me an asshole. So, we've been through a lot of shit. Both of us came out on top. You are a true fighter miss Jean, I admire that. I have yet to find another human being with the same sense of humor as you, or anyone that understands mine. You also are a horny little bastard. I'd sleep with you anyday.
Commencing affirmation. Any other takers, I'm on a role.
The end of the week was a charming one. Arsenic and Old Lace was friday evening at Silver Lake. Meg and Kara accompanied moi, and I don't think they had the best time. I DID NOT DITCH THEM. heh. I merely was overwhelmed by all my old middle school friends. It coulda happened to anyone. Whatever, it was still good, saw Marcus and Beck and Verc and Jenny, just like old times. And Verc hitting on Kara, priceless. I promise, he's harmless.
And then, after the performance, my old love from 8th grade appeared. Oh, I almost melted into a pile of gushy nostalgic mush, but I did compose myself enough to say his name. He turned and the angels sung a heavenly chorus as a bright white light surrounded his beautiful contenance. He grinned and gave me a huge hug as I blubbered non-coherent words of admiration. We started jumping up and down and yapping about old memories. I had never confessed my undying love to him before, for we were best friends back in the day and such a confession would surely be too much of a risk to take. Suddenly his face twisted into a sheepish smile. "Erm, Eileen, this is my girlfriend, Beck." Oh. Hello. Damn.
Back to the drawing board I suppose, per usual.
And saturday! Saturday was excellent. Jean Marie and Jules and I attended Zaque(copyright)'s horse show. He did exeptionally well, I wish I was that good. I was so proud of Jean as well, she put up with barn-life, was totally out of her element, and came out with flying colors. Kinda. We had fun after galavanting around after the events. Quick! Fire our shit! But I'm le tired. Well, take a nap then fire ze missles!! I have no idea how that poor boy tolerated us for so long. Patience of the heavens, that one.
Martirx on Sunday, brought gram-miester. Blew my brain cells, good flick. Though every five seconds i had dear grand ma-ma whispering in my eeeeeear. Every five seconds. Blah(couple of vowels).
P&P tonite with Jules! Superb! Pink P&P sweatshirts for everyone! Even Andrew!
theyrecominghomehomehomehome!! fallingnuns and jco85! and Dan and Adam! Friday football, it's so on. I might wear a skirt just for kicks. Goose shit here we come!
Maybe I should do some homework. Oh thats right, I waaaaas going to do it when I got home, but no. I had to do this. Curse you people.