I’ll be signing yearbooks until I get sick of doing it. Snix’s a bit of an artist so she might pop in too.
Congrats. It only took four years for Auntie Tana to hate you people a little less.
Australia would be pretty cool to live, actually.
Not if Snix is the one putting together your room and board. Have you ever seen a rat give birth, Brunette?
Snix and I will have you all shipped to some island nobody cares about to live out the rest of your dumb lives. Australia or something.
Whatever. It’s late, and I still have packing to do, so I’m ending this here.
You win, San. I’m making up a bogus excuse so I don’t have to come up with comebacks to your being flawless.
Goodnight, sleep tight, all that fun stuff.
Sorry, not my thing.
You don’t want to get into a gay joke contest with me, Kwin.
Are you seriously still using Snix as an excuse for you lashing out, Santana?… Really?…
You know what would be an awesome tradition? You gettin me numbers of all the ladies you know.
What, and be responsible for you getting drinks thrown in your face about a thousand times? You would smell like Patches’ dumpster after about five minutes with those chicks.
That’s actually not a bad deal, now that I think about it.
Because I kind of like being here, and someone could easily pin it on “that blonde freshman awake in the middle of the night from the top floor window” might risk me getting into trouble.
That really sucks. For you.
I never have that problem when Snix rears her super hot head. She could do anything and no one would be able to pin it on me.
There were a bunch of frat guys outside singing R.E.M’s “End of the World as We Know It”, and I almost threw one of my roommates books at them so shut up. Drunken guys singing way off key is not something I want to hear…
Almost? That’s disappointing. What, did you give them an I-Message instead?
“I feel blank when you blank. I need you to blank. Can you do that?”
Thank God I’m a repented Christian then~
The fact people are feeding into it just makes me shake my head at everyone, but whatever. It’s funny. Really, really, stupid, but funny.
Thank God I… yeah, not going to finish that sentence. And I’m Catholic.
I’m surprised there aren’t more nutjobs on my street waving signs around. I found a package of water balloons this morning and I really want to see if they still work.