Ride a horse, try strawberry milk, walk home in the rain, ride the city bus, go swimming, ace a spanish test, volunteer, laugh too much, go to a zoo, live a little more. Hey, Mexico.
you know how i hate milk? every now and then in elementary school i would be sneaky and buy myself some strawberry milk, because all the other kids would buy milk for lunch and i felt uncool so i settled for the strawberry. it is the only kind i will drink. you are welcome best friend. i only reveal my deepest darkest secrets to you (and everyone else that reads your blog comments).
I approve of all of this. I'm totally living vicariously through you right now...in the form of mental images.
ReplyDeleteAnd strawberry milk is AMAZZZINNGGG.
you know how i hate milk?
ReplyDeleteevery now and then in elementary school i would be sneaky and buy myself some strawberry milk, because all the other kids would buy milk for lunch and i felt uncool so i settled for the strawberry.
it is the only kind i will drink.
you are welcome best friend. i only reveal my deepest darkest secrets to you (and everyone else that reads your blog comments).