There's a post-it on my door that says "Jenn is hott (note the 2 t's)". I supect I'm being decieved
This weekend was pretty fucking cool. Me and Al managed to hit every door knob in all 4 stories of our dorm with lube and not get caught. It was pure genius to hit the doors at midnight on a saturday, everyone was out drinking. So we had the pure joy of watching a bunch of drunk people trying to open their lubed up doors while trying to keep their balance at the same time. Fun stuff. Then my mahm came up to visit and was all "Here's some money, condoms and the pill. Don't get pregnant and have a good week, see you on Halloween." And I was all "...awesome." Yeah, my mahm totally rocks hardcore.
Hung out with Garth the other day. He's a funny guy, most of his stories end with "Man, I was so coked up that day." Then he told me that the first time he has sex it would be really cool if he could somehow be playing the bass at the same time. Garth's a cool kid, but he is also the main reason I will never do cocaine.
Now I'm juts waiting for Jennie (roomate) to get back from class so we can dye my hair pink. Unfortunately, this new hair color may result in the local union of "goth kids" to be all like "Hey, wanna go to the grave yard and talk about death? It'll be really cool." And I'd just be like "Fuck off, prick. I hate you. Go write a song about it and cry."
Hung out with Garth the other day. He's a funny guy, most of his stories end with "Man, I was so coked up that day." Then he told me that the first time he has sex it would be really cool if he could somehow be playing the bass at the same time. Garth's a cool kid, but he is also the main reason I will never do cocaine.
Now I'm juts waiting for Jennie (roomate) to get back from class so we can dye my hair pink. Unfortunately, this new hair color may result in the local union of "goth kids" to be all like "Hey, wanna go to the grave yard and talk about death? It'll be really cool." And I'd just be like "Fuck off, prick. I hate you. Go write a song about it and cry."