Thank you for making my final hours of that sucky day and the brief few minutes of this new day completely amazing and full of laughter. It's people like you that honestly make everything better and I'm sure other people who get to come into contact with you will tell you the same thing. You're awesome, simple as that. If it wasn't for you, I'd be moping around my dorm with all of this rage inside me that I can't express, while I eat my poorly made pasta (I don't think I cooked it long enough because the rice was kinda hard? I was so upset that it didn't really matter to me). You didn't really ask why I was in such a bad mood and you even accepted my piss poor round-a-bout way I said it, which makes you phenomenal.
Thank you, Ice Cream Teen, for causing the whole experience to turn from awkward first date to incest to whatever you implied by "mutual friends", which was probably friends with benefits. Thank you, Ice Cream Dude, for supplying us a sample of what whipped air tastes like. Thank you, Ice Cream Place, for allowing us to sit in there for 2 hours while we basically caused a commotion in the corner, with which you rebuttled with sound effects of rape. It was extremely classy and much appreciated.
Thank you, Father Time, for letting the memories we shared still remain there, while new ones occur as well. I'm extremely happy that I ate ice cream/talked/laughed for 4 hours with one of the greatest guys ever, even if he wore a sketchy Panera glove and "that" happened, which made me bust up laughing and he got embarrassed, but it was cute.
Just thank you. Seriously. It feels like a huge weight has been lifted off of me and now I don't feel like going to sleep. I am extremely looking forward to April if I wasn't already, because this girl right here is going to the Monster Ball with her best "mutual friend" ever and it will surely be one of the greatest road trips I will have ever been on!!!!!! =]
Thank you, Ice Cream Teen, for causing the whole experience to turn from awkward first date to incest to whatever you implied by "mutual friends", which was probably friends with benefits. Thank you, Ice Cream Dude, for supplying us a sample of what whipped air tastes like. Thank you, Ice Cream Place, for allowing us to sit in there for 2 hours while we basically caused a commotion in the corner, with which you rebuttled with sound effects of rape. It was extremely classy and much appreciated.
Thank you, Father Time, for letting the memories we shared still remain there, while new ones occur as well. I'm extremely happy that I ate ice cream/talked/laughed for 4 hours with one of the greatest guys ever, even if he wore a sketchy Panera glove and "that" happened, which made me bust up laughing and he got embarrassed, but it was cute.
Just thank you. Seriously. It feels like a huge weight has been lifted off of me and now I don't feel like going to sleep. I am extremely looking forward to April if I wasn't already, because this girl right here is going to the Monster Ball with her best "mutual friend" ever and it will surely be one of the greatest road trips I will have ever been on!!!!!! =]
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