to my dearest ron... living with you
this year was a blast. though it took
some getting used to showering and
brushing my teeth in the same room
as you and all of the guys, i may
never be able to live with just girls
again. pre-gaming with you (ok, you
drank and i watched, and you have
the best alcohol), going to parties
with you, sitting on the floor after a
party at 3am with you and seeing you
naked (ok, so you saw me half
naked).. who am i gonna do that with
next year? i'm gonna miss making
fun of the nasty blond chick on your
wall, though the rest were hot.
watching the yankees, gross boulie
dinners, the plastic bag exchange, the
rat... good times. plus, i could always
get your opinion on outfits. knocking
on my door at 3am & blaming steve,
your skanky freshmen women, telling
you my men sagas (you're a saint for
listening). this year was a blast, and i
hate you for leaving!! <33 D [lil miss
dana, or the priss.. as you liked to
call me]
this year was a blast. though it took
some getting used to showering and
brushing my teeth in the same room
as you and all of the guys, i may
never be able to live with just girls
again. pre-gaming with you (ok, you
drank and i watched, and you have
the best alcohol), going to parties
with you, sitting on the floor after a
party at 3am with you and seeing you
naked (ok, so you saw me half
naked).. who am i gonna do that with
next year? i'm gonna miss making
fun of the nasty blond chick on your
wall, though the rest were hot.
watching the yankees, gross boulie
dinners, the plastic bag exchange, the
rat... good times. plus, i could always
get your opinion on outfits. knocking
on my door at 3am & blaming steve,
your skanky freshmen women, telling
you my men sagas (you're a saint for
listening). this year was a blast, and i
hate you for leaving!! <33 D [lil miss
dana, or the priss.. as you liked to
call me]