Anyone remember when I used to laugh so hard that I would literally collapse into the ground? Well, I can't remember the last time I did it, and that makes me sad. Where has all the laughter gone?! ehhhh
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Dude, do you remember when you and Will came with me to Arby's after school(it was like, the first week of our senior year) and they gave us the wrong bag, and I wanted to ask for it back, and then porceeded to contemplate whether ordering a zebra was feasible or not?? It's not so funny now that I look back on it, but it sure as hell was while we were all sitting there in that damned drive-thru, and I bet more than anything that if you had been standing up instead being crammed into the back of the 'maro, you'd have fallen straight to the ground. Like sand, splat!!
Ooh, ooh, I remebered something else. Well, I don't really remember it, but I remember you laughing at me so hard that I couldn't stop laughing, either... it was in Larsen's class, and... Malerie, I think her name was... I don't know, she said something about Wal-Mart bread, and I apparently did not agree with her and made it known. I wouldn't ever have even remembered something like that had you not laughed at it like you did.
I think it was Sweetbays or whatevers bread she was saying was "SOO good" and you said "Sweetbays bread is GROSS", so bluntly! OMG she deserved it! ahahahah
Random thought(sorry about the multiple comment attacks on your journal today, but I hope they please you)!! I don't think I brought this up on Thursday - it'll really steal my thunder if I did... Anyways, GUESS WHO I SIT NEXT TO IN MY CULTURAL ANTHROPOLOGY CLASS?!
(hint: noted in the past for skittering up to you, speaking painfully awkwardly, giving you flowers, presuming to scuttle away, and being just generally very strange. HAHAHA!!)
Well, at leats I think I'm remembering flowers... ehh, you know my scattered brain and all.
You want to laugh? You need to meet some of the fucking nutbags in my barracks. Well, you'd probably be pretty creeped out if you met them, because they're the weirdest mother fuckers I've ever met. I'm on the 6th deck, and everyone on decks 5 and 6 are radiomen(ET's), and for some reason, 85% of the people with this job are just batshit crazy.
Friend of mine has probably the creepiest roomate ever. Friend sleeps in a top bunk, and nutso was standing on a chair, 3 inches from his face, just fucking staring at him and breathing hard. Friend woke up and just said, "what the fuck are you doing, man? you're in my circle, you can't be here." All the dude replied was, "I just wanted to be here when you woke up."
Fuck that shit. I didn't fare too bad on my roomates. One is obsessed with Fallout boy, which gets fucking obnoxious, and the other always comes in drunk as fuck, so I usually gotta watch him to make sure he doesn't puke on my shit.
And I thought the people at Wal-Mart were bad. I had no idea.
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Do you want some pancakes?! LOL
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(hint: noted in the past for skittering up to you, speaking painfully awkwardly, giving you flowers, presuming to scuttle away, and being just generally very strange. HAHAHA!!)
Well, at leats I think I'm remembering flowers... ehh, you know my scattered brain and all.
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Friend of mine has probably the creepiest roomate ever. Friend sleeps in a top bunk, and nutso was standing on a chair, 3 inches from his face, just fucking staring at him and breathing hard. Friend woke up and just said, "what the fuck are you doing, man? you're in my circle, you can't be here." All the dude replied was, "I just wanted to be here when you woke up."
Fuck that shit. I didn't fare too bad on my roomates. One is obsessed with Fallout boy, which gets fucking obnoxious, and the other always comes in drunk as fuck, so I usually gotta watch him to make sure he doesn't puke on my shit.
And I thought the people at Wal-Mart were bad. I had no idea.
Good times!
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