*walking through the hall, drinking coffee
Me: I hate this place.
Siby: .... You know, these ARE the best years of our lives. It doesn't get ANY better.
*bursts out in HYSTERICAL laughter*
Me: *starts singing vitamin c, graduation song
and antoher moment:
Me: you know siby, its going to be strange at prom without you. i'm going to be sitting alone in the corner of the hall, all dressed up, sitting on a chair.. and there will be another chair beside me, except it will be EMPTY.
and THEN ill go home, and be the only girl getting picked up by her mom from prom, and going HOME. i'll then get myself a bottle of CHAMPAGNE and start singing and crying to 'takkkke me oouuuut, toniiiiiiight, cause i waaaant to see peopppple and i wannnnt to seeee lighhhhhts' and rocking back and fourth..
Siby: subtle, Jenn, very subtle.
4/7/10
siby and i had a moment.
Posted by jnssa stoma at 4/07/2010 04:09:00 PM
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1 comments:
HAHAHAHA.
HI-LARIOUS.
It's true though, these are the 'prime years'.
...Fucking highschool cliches.
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