Good-bye Summer

I had this strange dream last night that dirtball and Z (my high school theatre director and English Teacher who dirtball had a fake crush on) were having a secret affair and were trying to hide it. I was sailing around Stanton Island with Spleena (my mom) and Tina in these tiny little sailboats and we saw them having dinner together on this restraunt in the middle of the Atlantic. Then they kissed!! ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, z's stupid pancake lips devoured dirtball. It was soo gross. And then I confronted them and Z kept asking how school was. It was so freaky, dirtball, if you are sleeping wiht Z, and am going to have to terminate our friendship due to the fact that I would vomit and picture Z's ugly lips everytime I saw you.

The dream then morphed into me, shan, aid, sara, and my mom going to a freaky gymnastics/ ballet thing at Waverly High School with freaky bleachers and mice.

Sorry I have been so long writing, I will try to write more. I had the worlds best summer and can't believe its really over. Thanks to everyone who made it possible:

the following is my speech that I would give if last summer was a documentary about a drunken whore college students' summer break.

Thanks to Shan and Aid for making the ghost campus of GVSU bearable during spring term and for helping fail my PLS exam by distracting me with food, shopping and COLDSTONE *drools*

Thanks to Loni and Meg for having crazy drunken white-trash hick fests and introducing me to Air mattress surfing with baby oil, and live porn. Thanks also for that crazy night at K.C.'s pub with the drunk off our ass walk home in the rain where we met our friend goose, the biggest baby on the planet, and were followed by the cops, which Selly proceeded to tell them that we were walking to Newaygo (15 miles away). Thanks also for giving me the encouragement to run for President and for filling my cabinet. You guys rock! thanks also for that insane ride home from Cadillac Jacks, and the trip to Wal-mart. I still can't believe Loni ate spleena's tuna and stunk up the entire car. Meggie, thanks for not stopping at Cuti's even tho I begged you too. We probably would have been devoured by all the giant horny hick losers in the parking lot. I will never think of that Wal-mart poll the same way ever since I rubbed my cooter all over it during my poll dance.

Dirtball, dirtball, dirtball, How I love thee, Thank you for 1. Not showering 2. Being the biggest Pothead on the planet and 3. Being so damn cute. Thanks for introducing me to your awesome and nerdy geology friends. Tell John and Elliot thanks so much for the awesome parties at Johns cottage on the lake. It was sooo beautiful. Without them I never would have been stoned off my ass and saw the worlds biggest cricket, witnessed nato have the biggest case of munchies i've ever seen, which included me blowing the wall down and nato thinking it was roast beef, playing baseball with a machete and a potato, which I did succed in cutting in half. Thanks for not hating us when nato and i wrote all over your face in marker after you passed out. Especially since you had to be to at work the next morning, and it didn't all come off!! Thanks also for being an awesome friend, can't wait to see you again!! Tell Josh I said hi.

A special thanks to Nato Potato, for all the rides up to Dirtballville. It just wouldn't have been summer without all the pooping in Remus. I will never think of Remus the same. *Fart* Furthermore, Thanks for billy's and giving my mullet the chance to wreak havoic on 80's night and devoure all of Eastown. Thanks also for the Porch Punch, which was sooo good. thanks also for not letting me go home wiht Chris the 30 year old drunk freak who was looking for a place to stay. I'm so glad we got to see each other so much this summer and I can't wait to do it all again and be our drunken fool selves.

Thanks to KP for not hating me after I got drunk around Austin at the beach. Thanks also for letting me take you to KC's on your bday to get molested by my family and for not freaking out too much during your pedicure. I hope your b-day was awesome. Don't worry, we will take you out again. give austin a kiss for me.

Thanks to Chaudi for coming up to visit from the steamy inferno of Oklahoma. I miss you so much!! I had so much fun with you and I can't wait to do it all again next year times 10 for jen's wedding, that is if Bridezilla doesn't kill us all before then!!.

Thanks a million to Tina for partying with me like crazy. You put up with so much from me. I'm sorry that I got drunk, passed out in your bed and got frozen vegitables all over your sheets from my ice pack. *at least you didn't wake up with a soggy piece of brocoli on your forehead and wet yourself thinking it was a GIANT green bug!!! thanks for staggering in with me and trying not to wake up mom adn dad and proceeding to knock everything in the hall over resulting in waking them both along with a very pissed lil. (lol remember when i molested him so hard he freaked out and bit me, nasty little bitch!!) And I will truly never forget walking hoome from Aunt Gingers at 8:00 in the morning, still drunk, wearing Randi's skin tight gargoyle shirt and dirtcaked pants trying not to wet myself on the way home. I'm sure most of Freakmont won't either as i'm sure that was quite a sight to all teh good freakmontians on there way to church that Sunday. Opps!!


Well I guess summers over unfortunitly and its time to get back to classes. boooo, oh well there is always next summer. Ug, i should get to bed. I will try to update more tho. Goodnight all and hang in there, only 3 more months til christmas break.