I got into an eating contest with Christina. I ate 6 oranges.
Why? Who won?
we don't know. we ran out of oranges.
I wishh there was a lost and high section in walmart cause I would be there right now
we're taking a shot everytime we receive a "Happy Thanksgiving!!!!!" mass text. up to 7 since 10am. God help us.
Highlight of the day: realizing the man in the car next to mine was getting road head... at 2:45pm... nicely done sir, nicely done.
Nothing says true friendship like 2 people bonding over potentially having AIDS.
Umm. Any where really. Alcohol and boobs. Those are the requirements.
i almost set my kitchen on fire last night. homecoming week is getting the best of me
why didn't you tell me his penis tasted like oreos?
Ughhhh. Finnnneeeeee. I'll have sex with your brother. Sheesh. The things I do for you woman.
He had really great hair, but he told me he's been in a psych ward three times. I mean I know I'm a psych major, but that's too much.
You just gave me the title for the series of our lives. Haha. Chapter 12: the cocaine on the back of the hairbrush
Yeah. Still not happy that my prof saw a picture of my vag.
i don't remember much about your party last weekend but i remember you being so drunk you were crying in your driveway about pickles at four am
She doesn't even give a fuck about angle. I seriously gotta start doing like penis yoga or something.
I just saw puke on the road at the same stoplight i threw up at sunday morning! Makes me smile inside.
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