teenage dream: friday night edition

PLEASE NOTE: It was pouring outside when I arrived home, so I took off my t-shirt.. I didn't feel like putting it back on, because I am lazy and the shirt is still quasi-drenched.

 "Yy" INTERESTING VOCAB OF THE DAY: minuscule, an adjective, is also a noun that means "lowercase letter." Throughout the entire day, I pointed that out to my friends, because the word "minuscule" was a part of our vocab test this week (and my SHIRT!!!)! No one laughed. It was the type of day that I spent thinking to myself, **cue applause.** You know what else was a vocab word? CLAQUE, which means an opera hat or a group of followers that basically follows you around like lackeys and LOL//clap after you tell jokes. I honestly think I need that type of entourage in my life.

Sarah && Alex AKA my only friends. The story of our friendship is definitely ...something different. I was surrounded by over two hundred people, but I was the most content when I was just with these two wonderful, beautiful, but most importantly, extremely creepy individuals. They both ousted me as a creeper to my POTENTIAL true love, so my dream of having a secret/hawt/dangerous/HAWT affair with a CTY RA (PERSON OF INTEREST) crashed and burned within a week of discovering him. I found it in my heart- deep, deep, deep down- to forgive them both, and continued to creep with the label as "his creeper." Sure, he avoided me, but that didn't stop me from staking him out at the FFC, and going to meals at designated times to go see him, FORCING my friends to go with me. During those meals, we would randomly burst out laughing for no apparent reason, and I'm pretty sure every camper probably though we were either a) high b) weird c) psychos or d) all of the above. I would probably go with D though, but maybe we should have conducted some type of survey, and made a graph to support this hypothesis.

 I miss studying in the study rooms at the C- and occasionally, D. betchez better back off my property- level of the library, and just talking and hanging out at the laundry room, basement, and that small area of space outside of the elevator.. During those weeks at Hopkins, I never laughed as hard, smiled as much, or really, acted just the way I really am around people who were different than I was, but clicked and synced so well with me.  I was really able to just be myself, and have people laugh (or not laugh) at the jokes I made, and appreciate me for all of my merits and the things I lacked too. If I needed help with anything, my two friends were always there for me; at various points, we all felt a bit overwhelmed or stressed out, and went into major passive bitch/reserved/toohiptotalktoyou modes, but we overcame it all within one- or in Sarah's case, two- days. I miss you both too much, and I really wish- no matter how unfeasible it may seem- that we get together, and go on a trip. It doesn't matter where we go, because as long as we're together, we will creep and that's really all that matters. Heh- we can hang out at a library, or a sketchy neighborhood and get gang raped, but at least we'll have some battle scars and garner some street cred..?

 I spent 95% of my life with Sarah, and I wouldn't have had it any other way. Sarah is one of my closest friends, and someone I literally feel comfortable telling everything to. She knows me extremely well, and is just.. Really, really awesome. She's always willing to listen, and help out, keep others' interests in her decisions, and SHE SHOWERS ME WITH LOVE AND ATTENTION AND LOVES MY STYLE OF MUSIC WHICH MAKES ME SUPER PROUD AND HAPPY. SARAH likes: ITALIANO lax hawties, shaving her legs, SINGING like she is a drunk pop-star, T-SWIFT, MAKIN'- I MEAN, HANGIN'- OUT at the LAUNDRY ROOM, ROSANNE, being a passive aggressive smut, MATH CLUB, playing her flute to get sophomore hawtie$$

DISLIKES: germs

I saw Alex a week ago, and we were the most beautiful biracial couple to grace the streets of Philadelphia. Heh, okay, so my "relationship" with Alex is really similar to the relationship I have with Sarah, but I like to creep w/ Alex. I remember the first conversation I had with him revolved around the basic F.A.Q.'s like, "what's your fav movie? When's your birthday(april17)?" and then it progressed to, "Hey, so do you know..?" The main reason why we're such good friends is based on the fact that we're really, really weird.. And we take pride in that- er, well at least we embrace it and act true to ourselves. 

ALEX likes: TRADER JOES, espressos, snorting coffee, being too hot && dangerous, hangin' out with friends and watching bones, getting 2 many gurls, nonchalantly creepin', memes, photography, the Gilman bathroom,  BEAUTIFUL/beautiful2/beautiful3.. ~~the limit approaches infinity~~

DISLIKES: shavin' his legs

Even as time passes, I hope we all still remain good friends, and P.I.C. (s)

No, but really, I dare you to not keep in contact with me.. Within a week, I'll be outside your window.. Was that too much? Am I within jurisdiction for a misdemeanor(OR FELONY!?)? JURY DUTY!?

MEET YOU AT THE FFC in 5 MINS! <3 <3 ~