it seems like everywhere i go, my friends are telling white lady stories or hannah carannah or . other various ghost stories.
and then i usually have to drive home and pass the white lady graveyard by country pizza and it fuckign FREAKKAKSSS me out man
also my phones been fraking out. last night between 1 and 2 i missed around 10 or 11 calls from 919888729314.. and it only actually rang about 3 or 4 of those times, the otehr times it jsut said i had a missed call.i was too scared to pick it up when it actually rang though. and then , when i tried to call it back, it said the number didnt exist (which i assumed, from the large amount of nubers) but hoensly. thats fruckigngin weird.
ive been sleeping with the light on every night since before i went to NJ . i CANT. WAIT. TO. HAVE. A. ROOMMATE.
i just can't take sleeping alone anymore :'(
i will be accepting of anyone willing to sleep with my ffrom now until FRIDAY when i LEAVE. FOR COLLEGE. YOU KNOW THAT THING.
note: i might even pay you.