This week we went partying with some friends at Catocin Camp. yeah so umm..the wall of shame continues after sheil's entry. Catocin was fucking insane. THATS RIGHT. MORE PICS. YEEEEEAAAAAH.
we get there and the chaos starts to spread like SIDAAAAA. EL MAMUT LE DIOO SIIIIDAAAAAAA.
smileeee and amelia's shoe
a break form the mess
white ppl have big eyes...thats why sheil is white..but this is not shiel...oh well.
we went to graduation rehearsal. SPEAKING OF GRADUATION. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS. I HAVE A DIMPLOMA. U CAN REACH ME OR SHEILA AT SOME LOCAL McDONALD'S ANYTIME. w00t. pics on the ride back to catoctin:
at jackie's house
its a ghost D:
and BOOTY BOAT :p
whats that sexay tatoo?
murder mystery party was fun until i started not listening anymore and i had no clue what was going on. but the costumes..especially a certain min. OH MY GOD GOLF AND GAY AND WOMAN AND SOCKS HAVE NEVER BEEN SO PERFECTLY MIXED TOGETHER... EVER. TIGER WOODS R.I.P Sheila was a sexay reporter and bartender. MORE CHERRIES KOYEL?!?!
tzzz
how much do i love this picture?!
"hey there little boy, want some canday?!"
FIRE IN THE DISCO:
nobody wants to go back home...
scawwy
ENOUGH. NO MORE. TOO LAZY. maybe ill post latah.