I just finished going through my pictures on Facebook and in the majority of them I am either drunk or being retarded.
Inferring…I’m super fun to be around!
Really though, people seem to only bring their cameras along during THOSE times. In any case…I shall supply you with a few photos from homecoming in spite of my folly.
The first one here is of me and my boyfriend. Lovely no? He tried really hard to have his shirt match my dress, but he wouldn’t let me go shopping with him and as you can tell it didn’t really work out. The whole night he swore up and down that it matched just right and he wouldn’t be swayed, that is until he saw this picture.
P.S. Don’t judge to harshly, it’s not the best picture.
This is who I call Wifey Poo. We are alike in so many ways.
My Wifey Poo and I
This is most of my posse and a few girls that I hang with from time to time. I bought my green dress first…and then a trend of black and green was followed. I can’t help it…”I’m the party starter…Get on the Floor!”
Matching
A bonus thrown in for good measure, me being me.
Me being Me