P-R-O-M- Positively Radical Ongoing Memories.
Prom was so fun.
no, i lied
because so fun can't
even begin to
describe how fun it really
was.
Pre-prom at alans house
was sooo cute
Anna the russian mommy
set up lots of food on the terace for us
and our parents to eat
while they bonded
and snapped our photos.
then we went to sophias which was nice.
because pretty people and
free champagne with rasberries
makes me happy.
The actual prom was like any other.
but we done got some reallll
good dances out of it.
i love dancing with alan and dana.
and ben safdie got everyones attention
for ten minutes of silence and
a few,
"whooo bens!!!"
um sandpaper?
i snickered at the site
of my "favorite people"
snorting yay in front of me,
stupid little girls.
so our limo was secretly
upgraded to a party bus.
same price, more fun.
it was insane!
alex, margo(his girlfriend),
alan, dana,
jacob, me,
ben hass crip and sam
had:
5 plush leather couches
a mirror with light shows
surround sound
2 bottles of absolute.
half a bottle of oj
the other half on my shorts
lots o bumps
cowboy boots
vandals
pee in the woods
pass outs
over tired drunken highs
foggy roads
a driver named artie from fla.
too many smokes
too mnay smiles
even more laughs
choclate pudding
bhc=cb sandwhiches
a birthday boy
a birthday suit
no awkwardness
and all around amazingness
all on one bus.
then we watched the sunrise
in the middle of the road
with my mad JD and some frogs.
passed out together
all 8 of us somehow fitting
under the covers and pilllows.
i loved the snores, the kicks,
the yawns, the wake ups, the morning breath
the shower- i raped dana.
the breakfast.
JUDY IS THE ULTIMATE HOUSEWIFE GODDESS.
i swear it was meant for an army of stoners.
the beach, more fog.
most of all
the most memorable photagraphs
capturing the people i love most
throughout a beautiful weekend.
i love that i was with exactly who
i wanted to be with,
sleeping with who i like to be near
and drinking with who i like to be drunk with.
it truely won best weekend award
slash
meeting margo wasnt so bad.
infact i really like her.
it was the perfect closure
i never got.
and helped me to realize
i never needed any.
i love you jacob.
the photoshoot
took forever.
5 hours.
i can never be a model.
especially when they dress me
like a whore.
oh well.
New York magazine
is still ill and hots the stands
in a few weeks.
i might make an appearance or two.
maybe not.
i need to decide.
i have 38 pairs of jeans-
the photographer counted.
thats more than sad.
anyone want some jeans and such?
birthday dinner
inWilliamsboogie tonight.
so damn good,
scrumpcious.
mother is still looking
to move there.
i do not object.
a visit for a kiss.
i love those.
i love becoming bff with
jacobs brother again.
i love that bff is so exceptable
a word when talking about him.
no, i lied
because so fun can't
even begin to
describe how fun it really
was.
Pre-prom at alans house
was sooo cute
Anna the russian mommy
set up lots of food on the terace for us
and our parents to eat
while they bonded
and snapped our photos.
then we went to sophias which was nice.
because pretty people and
free champagne with rasberries
makes me happy.
The actual prom was like any other.
but we done got some reallll
good dances out of it.
i love dancing with alan and dana.
and ben safdie got everyones attention
for ten minutes of silence and
a few,
"whooo bens!!!"
um sandpaper?
i snickered at the site
of my "favorite people"
snorting yay in front of me,
stupid little girls.
so our limo was secretly
upgraded to a party bus.
same price, more fun.
it was insane!
alex, margo(his girlfriend),
alan, dana,
jacob, me,
ben hass crip and sam
had:
5 plush leather couches
a mirror with light shows
surround sound
2 bottles of absolute.
half a bottle of oj
the other half on my shorts
lots o bumps
cowboy boots
vandals
pee in the woods
pass outs
over tired drunken highs
foggy roads
a driver named artie from fla.
too many smokes
too mnay smiles
even more laughs
choclate pudding
bhc=cb sandwhiches
a birthday boy
a birthday suit
no awkwardness
and all around amazingness
all on one bus.
then we watched the sunrise
in the middle of the road
with my mad JD and some frogs.
passed out together
all 8 of us somehow fitting
under the covers and pilllows.
i loved the snores, the kicks,
the yawns, the wake ups, the morning breath
the shower- i raped dana.
the breakfast.
JUDY IS THE ULTIMATE HOUSEWIFE GODDESS.
i swear it was meant for an army of stoners.
the beach, more fog.
most of all
the most memorable photagraphs
capturing the people i love most
throughout a beautiful weekend.
i love that i was with exactly who
i wanted to be with,
sleeping with who i like to be near
and drinking with who i like to be drunk with.
it truely won best weekend award
slash
meeting margo wasnt so bad.
infact i really like her.
it was the perfect closure
i never got.
and helped me to realize
i never needed any.
i love you jacob.
the photoshoot
took forever.
5 hours.
i can never be a model.
especially when they dress me
like a whore.
oh well.
New York magazine
is still ill and hots the stands
in a few weeks.
i might make an appearance or two.
maybe not.
i need to decide.
i have 38 pairs of jeans-
the photographer counted.
thats more than sad.
anyone want some jeans and such?
birthday dinner
inWilliamsboogie tonight.
so damn good,
scrumpcious.
mother is still looking
to move there.
i do not object.
a visit for a kiss.
i love those.
i love becoming bff with
jacobs brother again.
i love that bff is so exceptable
a word when talking about him.