i remember you and me used to spend the whole god damn day in bed.

;dfkjngjk;
college? seriously? seriously? me? i'm only going to do this once. but.
I'M GOING TO USC!
yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes.
ry is smart enough to go to fucking USC! and guess what imma major in? journalism and creative writing.
serioooooooooooooooooooooooously.
xD anyway. in other news.

i have crazy roommates! for real. like. imma write a book just about them. theres two.
tommy; is insane. and tried to chase me around and kill me with a pool cue once. but i love him.
joey; is so innocent and adorable. and he likes to sleep at the foot of my bed, like a puppy. <3

anyway so last night joey and i were telling 'scary' stories. and we are both so paranoid. so we went and laid down in tommy's bed. ( note; we're all way comfortable around each other because we've known each other for years? c: ) anyway so we're laying there. and then the tv made this weeeeeeeeeeird noise.
and joey was way afraid. and tommy goes to try and fix it. and joey, who always thinks he's going to puke xD (he likes attention) always has a like metal pot on the floor in case he does (he never does) so he puts that on his head. and then tommy goes.
"ndsjfk YOU SPIT IN THAT. DON'T DO THAT." and joeybear goes
"I DID NOT, THE ALIENS ARE COMING. AND I DON'T KNOW WHERE THE TINFOIL IS." (he figures that aliens can't get you if you have tinfoil over your head like in the movie 'signs'.)
and i'm sitting on the bed, laughing so hard i can't even breathe.
i just love them. honestly.
i don't know what i'm going to do without them when i move.
die from being so bored?
probably.


oh and btw; this is for emmy because i said i would mention her yesterday but didn't. so. HI EMMY! c: