A Series of Unfortunate Events
Yay so 4th of July/this past week has been fun. Daniella, Ellen and I ran away to the beach, ate JB's and watched some insane fireworks. We were all going to sleep in the back of my car but luckily some fool left the door to my apartment unlocked for lunatics to come in so we just walked right in and slept there in a very sneaky fashion at the risk of the manager of the building or my grandma seeing us. We met this freaky guy named Brent who was on some intense drugs and gave me the creeps. He was explaining to us that his hand was swollen and bloody because he had just finished punching his friend in the face. awesome. After this we all went to georgia/south carolina/north carolina to look at colleges. I didn't really see anything I was interested in but Savannah GA is a neat/creepy place. It is supposedly the most haunted city in America. We took this weird ghost tour thing at night and we saw where all these people were brutally murdered and where a kid fell off the roof of a house and impaled himself in the fence. yummy. Then when we went back to the tour guides house, which is haunted, a ghost with icy hands dug into daniellas back and then she started saying in two voices at the same time "make it stop touching me" it was way freaky. Now I am off to go see the Anchorman. Everyone bring Sonja ice cream because she is getting her wisdom teeth out. make sure theres no meat in the ice cream.