So I'm sitting here. In my dad's house, the lower level, with this girl. Her name is Haley and she's quite...uhh...how do I even put her into words? She is a good listener, and she actually wants to know how your day went. She literally asks, "How's it going?" everytime she gets into my car or opens the door to let me in. So yes, she is very caring as well. Agh. It's difficult to put someone into words. They just are. You know? So with that said, I will stop describing her and just let you figure her out through my posts that are yet to come.
Now for my day. I went thrift store shopping with Haley and Emma, otherwise known as ELister. I absolutely love thrifting. Probably one of my favorite passtimes. Haley and I tried on endless pairs of jeans and all of them got stuck right below my ass, or donk as my mother would say. It was a good time. Oh and ELister did a Hey-Hello pass with a hottie with a hat. Hat hottie. But anyways. I got a fuzzy cheetah print purse by Miss Sixty, a pair of Gap jeans, which Haley and I effortlessly fucked up, a jean vest and a tan Boy Scout backpack. All for $10 plus some change from my Jew Jar. Sorry if that offends you. Agh.
Haley is anxious to read this. So I will be leaving now. I'll try and post more. Promise. Photos soon hopefully.
Oh and I hope you enjoy this song Haley and I wrote, while sitting on a teeter-totter:
Grinding on the teeter-totter,
Nothing could be any hotter,
(But maybe) Emma and the Ravioli,
THE SEX IS INCREDIBLE!
Her pussy is edible.
We had to stop there due to a hysteric episode. More to come.
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