you gotta give it up for the new morrow
where oh where am i going to live next year.
do i want to live with marissa and rachel? the idea is quite calming, knowing that no surprises are in for me. i have, afterall, lived with them before. and they have some good furniture, not to mention they have relatively sane personalities.
do i want to live with my ex-boyfriend/kinda close friend, though i will not use the technical "best friend" title because, well, he's not (although doubting if i really have a best friend at this point in my life. i should start looking for a replacement). just close friend who causes me constant drama. hmm. drama. i've had enough of that, coming from that small town that is good ol' grass valley. but i could... and then i remember that living with him will be either horrible or the best decision i have ever made. am i willing to take that chance?
do i want to live with 4 boys? do i want to spend the next year of my life cleaning up after 4 stoners? am i maid? but i could get paid in pot. that would be niiiice. now there's a thought...
do i want to live with one crazy gay man? WHOA that was a horrible thought. chalk one up to blabbering everything that comes to my mind with very little filter between it and my oh so sexy lips.
most importantly... do i really feel the pressure of figuring out where i want to live yet?
do i want to live with marissa and rachel? the idea is quite calming, knowing that no surprises are in for me. i have, afterall, lived with them before. and they have some good furniture, not to mention they have relatively sane personalities.
do i want to live with my ex-boyfriend/kinda close friend, though i will not use the technical "best friend" title because, well, he's not (although doubting if i really have a best friend at this point in my life. i should start looking for a replacement). just close friend who causes me constant drama. hmm. drama. i've had enough of that, coming from that small town that is good ol' grass valley. but i could... and then i remember that living with him will be either horrible or the best decision i have ever made. am i willing to take that chance?
do i want to live with 4 boys? do i want to spend the next year of my life cleaning up after 4 stoners? am i maid? but i could get paid in pot. that would be niiiice. now there's a thought...
do i want to live with one crazy gay man? WHOA that was a horrible thought. chalk one up to blabbering everything that comes to my mind with very little filter between it and my oh so sexy lips.
most importantly... do i really feel the pressure of figuring out where i want to live yet?
posted by The Smart Pineapple at 20:31
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