currently 3:28 AM as i write this sentence. 

my night:
awkward turtle.  legit though.
alberto the lion?
apples to apples, cranium.. i failed to win.. ever.
stalkers and creepers were a common occurence.
pistachios, grapefruit, oatmeal chocolate chip cookies.   awesomeness.
court's hot holy cross highschool date.   basically rape.
driving in a car.. random
MB's house.. random
wierdweird that word is wierd/weird..? i dont really know whats going on..   aaaand its weird
BH is goldddd.    his face.   he found my shirt in someone elses drawer.. he didnt like.. then i told him it was mine.. more awkward.
hallway hangouts = love.  
winning card games = more love.
salty dough.  acccttttually.  fucking delicious.
just so you know.
ali hearts me.
and she likes that.
she really does.
she aint lieing.
she wouldnt do that shit.
seriously now.

loving life in the early morn.. :|   lies..
sams sleeping.. ali's sleeping.. im blogging.
and everything is as it should be.

p.s. ali's voice is heavenly.