How is it that nobody is awake, over 18, sober and licensed in newark at 3 am?!

I ran across Newark to take a secret poop and dove in the waterfall creek.
I love summer nights.

K Mart better watch its back.

I had to contact someone at UD because I missed the math test deadline and I needed my password containing the word poop e-mailed to me.

And instead of taking it now I'm watching a Drew Barrymore Goes to Highschool movie.

Senior week was a non-stop people in and out party. It was extra tight because it was at my house. I used my flask once or twice; doesn't mean I didn't fulfill my goal of consistent inebriation. Time to get this party started (after grammy makes my oatmeal)!

Can't wait to see everyone at UD next year.

A promising philosophy: WHO GIVES A FUCK?!

I wanna jam it wit you.

What do you do when you get suspended? Go to the beach!

Barns are tight.

And Reggie can just be my boyfriend; not husband.

I think suddenly my layout is different.

Bryan Mae is my new husband. If Freddy Mercury were still alive, he would be too.
Good show.

Tiiiiiiiight.

I may have spelled Bryan Mae wrong.

I love working at K Mart, where the Skittles and Party Bites are at my finger tips.