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sweet weekend.
stars game friday night. drunkness. bars. more drunkness. mr. saunders? AWKWARD! loving being a girl. dancing with kayla, curnsey and matt. fights. long walk home.
saturday. 4 in a bed. tim hortons. sleeeeeeeeep. football game. freezing. brady=hilariousness and tons of stories. home briefly. merchants game. hanging out with sam. waiting for the stupid boyfriend. stealing trucks with moore. "she's a slut, i want her to come!" to the pub. bitchy lady. kicked out. d.ding. "i love you jenna, you rule for putting up with me and my sloppyness." i love zac swain. boni's. snowball fight. drop the team off at the pub and back to jordon's to sleep.
3:30 rolls around and jordon and brady finally show up. brady jumps on me, and 2 minutes later passes out. awkward. bed times. fucking hilarious drunk boyfriend. "you wont cuddle with me" "jordon, you're sleeping" "i've been pulling on your pants for the last half hour" "how the fuck am i supposed to know that means you want to cuddle?!"
morning cuddles with jordon and brady. breakfast. off to LB. then sweet naps with jordon while watching shark documentaries.
i've had the biggest craving for kraft dinner ever since i saw some little girl drop her bowl of it everywhere in LB while waiting for jordon. fuck, i want it so bad.
stars game friday night. drunkness. bars. more drunkness. mr. saunders? AWKWARD! loving being a girl. dancing with kayla, curnsey and matt. fights. long walk home.
saturday. 4 in a bed. tim hortons. sleeeeeeeeep. football game. freezing. brady=hilariousness and tons of stories. home briefly. merchants game. hanging out with sam. waiting for the stupid boyfriend. stealing trucks with moore. "she's a slut, i want her to come!" to the pub. bitchy lady. kicked out. d.ding. "i love you jenna, you rule for putting up with me and my sloppyness." i love zac swain. boni's. snowball fight. drop the team off at the pub and back to jordon's to sleep.
3:30 rolls around and jordon and brady finally show up. brady jumps on me, and 2 minutes later passes out. awkward. bed times. fucking hilarious drunk boyfriend. "you wont cuddle with me" "jordon, you're sleeping" "i've been pulling on your pants for the last half hour" "how the fuck am i supposed to know that means you want to cuddle?!"
morning cuddles with jordon and brady. breakfast. off to LB. then sweet naps with jordon while watching shark documentaries.
i've had the biggest craving for kraft dinner ever since i saw some little girl drop her bowl of it everywhere in LB while waiting for jordon. fuck, i want it so bad.