Okay. So, let me have a big, gigantic laugh at my guy friends for a moment.
We are friends with these girls (who would never read my blog) Michelle, Ashley and Lauren. And they're fine girls. Whatever. But they have like...nothing in common. Why do boys do that? Why bother? Eventually you will have to hang out with them alone, and then what? Make out? Cover the silence with a movie?
Things don't work like that.
Anyways, New Years is like now, right? So they had this idea that we'd (we=the crew. about 9 kids. we sit together at lunch)have a New Year's eve party. Which is an okay idea, 'cept it has run into some obstacles.
1. the group flirt will be on a cruise for the next 3 days.
2. I will be partying at Maggie's into the new year.
So, it will be
Michael
Caleb
Conor
Chris
alone with Ashley and Lauren.
Weird? You don't know the half of it.
Ashley is also planning on inviting her Spartan High friends. One of whom, our other guy friend--who favors the girls' company--has a crush on.
hahahahahahahahahahaha.
I can't wait to see the pictures.
But you know, I'm probably a little bit afraid that they'll have a crazy awesome time. I don't care. I'll be hangin with muh love.
Anyways,
I'll probly blog/edit into this post about paintballing later.
*weird smile*
Emily
Sunday, December 30, 2007
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1 comments:
hahahahaha. that's great. fabulous, even. i have checked and replied to the email. how was the poem?
emilea
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