Dude, you're not THAT high. Just drive to mcdonald's and give them back their mascot.

Ever since 7th grade, I've been one of the lucky girls who can say they have a true best friend. She's the nicest, most trustworthy girl I know, and her name is Darcy Kelley. When I'm pissed off or sad, I call her and she calms me down. I can tell her all my secrets, and she won't judge me. We have so many inside jokes that we're constantly remembering them and laughing. Forever and ever, I love my wifey

Hmmm...the purple hamster or the flaming can of hairspray?

I just wanted to say, that if I've ever laughed at you at a really unappropriate time or at a moment that totally embarrasses you, I'm sorry. I probably wasn't laughing at you at all. Most likely, I was laughing at something that happened like a week ago, or something my friend wrote on a french fry and passed to me. I'm really bad at hiding my laughter. But if I WAS laughing at you, you wouldn't know it, because I would probably point at someone else to hide it.

And then I chased him with the vacuum cleaner yelling, "No one eats my baby!"

Weird things in my room: A My Little Pony. A jar full of ashes. A vase of dead flowers. Four empty Monster cans. The straps to a convertable strapless bra that is no longer in exsistance. A box full of secrets and regrets. An old airplane ticket. Play dough. Half-melted earings. A princess coloring book. A Chuck E. Cheese token cup. A hand sanitizer pen. A bottle of aloe vera. Free wallgreen's tissues. A small, stretchy black piece of fabric that I have NO idea what it is.
Weird things I've done this week: Played basketball in a bikini. Wrote things on my face in liquid eyeliner. Played tag with a stray cat. Attempted to hide notes inside a picture frame. Sharpened a pencil that is more than a foot long. Wiped silly string off a ceiling with a broom. Tried to duct tape the air inside an air mattress.

I wish my carpet was like grass.

Jessica Pierce, I love how you always know what to say. I can always go to you when I'm pissed, and you can always come to me. You don't get annoyed with the stupid random things I say, or how I can be a little straight-forward. I'm never afraid that you're going to run around spreading my secrets, and you aren't nearly as dramatic as most girls. You're one of the very few people that I hope I can stay friends with for a very, very long time. I'd also like to apologize for the way we started off; it was rough, but I'm glad we turned a blind eye to how it started out. You're pretty awesome.