dear june

Mar 30, 2005 16:37

there is no feeling greater than to have the song end right as you pull into your driveway.

i'm at cara's house. i'm full, but i havent eaten anything but a few marshmellows. i then heard my phone ring and sprinted down the hall only to miss it and see that it was an unkown number. oi, i hate that. i dont like not knowing who called me. speaking of marshmellows (2 sentences ago) me and scott are going to buy a bunch of ridiculously marked down peeps and see how many we can eat before throwing up. me and nick did this last year, and i think we're going to make it a tradition.

i really wish i would have bought that basketball shaped slow cooker at walmart.
i miss mariah. she should be my friend again: one of those friends who call.
i move out in less than two weeks!!!
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