I need to get my hands on a fake ID.

Name: Julie ( Read more... )

When you know you don't have to talk to someone every day/week to feel like you're friends and whenever you do talk to them, it feels like you just talked to them like an hour ago even if it's been like 2 weeks...that's when you know.

So 3 finals (plus one that I have to take tomorrow), a paper, one rather large project, and 2 sketchbooks all in one week...I'm almost fucking done with this semester, and I'm super psyched ( Read more... )

So last night was wild/random...

( Let me tell you a story about what happened when Julie, Andy, Nick, and Jake went to Canada. )

( So basically I'm putting off everything that I SHOULD be doing right now. )

If it fucking snows tomorrow and I can't go to Canada, I'm going to be one pissed off American.

So I was in Pfaltzgraff with my mom and aunts yesterday and I found these glasses that had directions on how to make all these mixed drinks. One of them was Sex on the Beach, and I reading off the ingredients to one of my aunts and telling her how good it is and how I wish I could make them, but I don't have the money to buy all the ingredients ( Read more... )

I'm bored ( Read more... )

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