I hate this new thing that lets people know that you've been viewing thier profile...now I feel obligated to leave a testimonial so I don't feel like some kind of B Movie voyeur. So here it is, here's the testimonial: hope Boston is good, tell Brad "wazzup" (like Milhouse would do, or those hilarious beer commercials). Ugh, I need to move out of my Grandma's basement and get a job so I can stop surfing Friendster for entertainment...
hey, april fools girl! think that you are
funny do you? can't wait to see you live
and in action in NYC where you can
pass off some of your many admirers to
me. i would also like to point out that in
may, there will be no chasing helena
around the house trying to make her
drink red wine and there will be no
hanging out with randoms from pali.
only monkeys allowed. ya heard?
I
please be aware that cira does NOT
always let you ride shotgun, only when
a certain someone just so happens to
be 10,000 miles away - you better
check yourself when we all live in LA.
this ain't highschool anymore
sweetheart, you might have to sit back
row for a change and play DJ
liaBILLIEty.
I love the one about me on the streets i
have no way to fight that one but just
make sure that next time you have
friends over that mom does not eat it
over your baggs. I love you never will
forget that one! Face first
the adventures of billie bomb face
continue. i know that my milkshake
brings all the boys to the yard, but your
adventures are far more exciting! we both
have to most special kind of glasses, but
you seem to make people far more
happier than i do. i satisfy many peoples
sweet tooth, but you have the ability to
make people laugh, have a blast and do
crazy things. enjoy bombface all 4
seasons of the year!
like a fine wine, you only get better
with age- remember when we thought that
living the exact same life was the
biggest curse ever? remember when we
tried to kick each other's ass when we
were wasted every night in hallet hall?
but now, i really wish we could live in
the same city again! i love it that no
matter where we live or what we are
doing, we still seem to be on the same
path. may that be as faux euros or
wanna be professionals or pseudo
eastcoasters or as foreign relations PR.
now, if i could only find a parallel to
brad! don't think i will find one in
the uk, but these expats are pretty
enticing...
Billie is such a drama queen. One time
she snuck into my room and drank all my
bottles of liquor, then somehow it
became my fault and she got mad and
blamed it on me. And, of course, I was
very understanding about the whole
situation and said nothing impolite.
At least that's how I remember it...
I also remember her totally
ditching me and Adrian when we came all
the way from Hollywood to go to Rene's
and see her for the brief moment she was
in town. Adrian's the coolest.
funny do you? can't wait to see you live
and in action in NYC where you can
pass off some of your many admirers to
me. i would also like to point out that in
may, there will be no chasing helena
around the house trying to make her
drink red wine and there will be no
hanging out with randoms from pali.
only monkeys allowed. ya heard?
I
always let you ride shotgun, only when
a certain someone just so happens to
be 10,000 miles away - you better
check yourself when we all live in LA.
this ain't highschool anymore
sweetheart, you might have to sit back
row for a change and play DJ
liaBILLIEty.
have no way to fight that one but just
make sure that next time you have
friends over that mom does not eat it
over your baggs. I love you never will
forget that one! Face first
continue. i know that my milkshake
brings all the boys to the yard, but your
adventures are far more exciting! we both
have to most special kind of glasses, but
you seem to make people far more
happier than i do. i satisfy many peoples
sweet tooth, but you have the ability to
make people laugh, have a blast and do
crazy things. enjoy bombface all 4
seasons of the year!
with age- remember when we thought that
living the exact same life was the
biggest curse ever? remember when we
tried to kick each other's ass when we
were wasted every night in hallet hall?
but now, i really wish we could live in
the same city again! i love it that no
matter where we live or what we are
doing, we still seem to be on the same
path. may that be as faux euros or
wanna be professionals or pseudo
eastcoasters or as foreign relations PR.
now, if i could only find a parallel to
brad! don't think i will find one in
the uk, but these expats are pretty
enticing...
she snuck into my room and drank all my
bottles of liquor, then somehow it
became my fault and she got mad and
blamed it on me. And, of course, I was
very understanding about the whole
situation and said nothing impolite.
At least that's how I remember it...
I also remember her totally
ditching me and Adrian when we came all
the way from Hollywood to go to Rene's
and see her for the brief moment she was
in town. Adrian's the coolest.