STORY TIME

[ooeeoo]

Dear livejournal, were you ever the kind of kid who had to call your mom to come pick you up early from a sleepover? Here is a story about how I was and also about how I was a prick to my friends even at the tender age of fifth grade

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[adiaadore]

Oh man.

When we are next on AIM, remind me to tell you about the ABSOLUTE WORST THING I HAVE EVER DONE AT A SLEEPOVER.

It is so bad, I cannot even leave it in comment form.

Or, I might tell you about it, and it could spawn an entry.

[strange_venus]

LOL.

Yessssssssss. I did the same shit when I was a kid.

I haaaaaaaaaate sleep overs. Namely that I got bored fast and that I was always the last one to sleep. And then got horrible home sick.

[mayzface]

I LOVE YOU. i can't tell you how many times i made my parents pick me up from a sleepover.

[unxtraordinary]

One time when Jamie and I were 9 and 11 we had a sleepover at our next door neighbor's/landlord's house like 30 feet away, on their third-story screened-in deck. We were polite to the three sisters who had invited us and their friends, and pretended to enjoy ourselves. At about 3am when everyone was asleep, Jamie and I snuck down the outside stairs, by the light of the moon, and went home. We weren't even like "bye

[ooeeoo]

Holy shit yes. Yes. Dirty friends. DIRTY FRIENDS. This is a universal concept. Everyone can relate to this experience.

My FIRST SLEEPOVER EVER in first grade was at my Dirty Friend's house, and it was pretty filthy. Hella bedbug bites and crumbs in the carpet and weird mysterious smears on the walls, etc. Highlights: destroying (and subsequently having to clean up the innards of) a beanbag chair, eating cereal in the morning that was ENTIRELY in free mailbox sample packets. Later that year I would sleep at a girl's house that had ancient dirty diapers and broken lightbulbs all over: at this house we sang along to a TimeLife compilation of oldies and were fed dinner via a five dollar bill and instructions to raid the Stop-n-Go.

I guess what I am saying is that I had poor friends

Okay I am drunk right now from post-midterms/pre-spring break revelry but I think/hope this comment makes a general amount of sense.

I am sorry if it doesn't but not that sorry

Also hey man what's up

[unxtraordinary]

Nothin' much up here, how's by you? Hope your midterms went well, tu estudiante, tu.

Those are some poor friends. :/ Although five dollars in a convenience store has bought me and my friends dinner sometimes. Hamburger Helper, a pint of milk, and a Twix to quarter up, haha. I had some friends who lived in a single-wide though who had this huge old shitty projection TV, and it took up one whole side of the trailer so that they could barely walk in front of it let alone watch it. :/

[brosephina]

you are SO RUDE

>:(