I just hid my booze, pot, and condoms. Just so my grandmother can take a nap in my room. (they were in my side table, and she likes to put her things there). I'm on my way to the guest room for god knows how long. (she likes my room better, so she gets it. annoying, but whatever.)
Mi is my favorite state. but really, this alone makes me a horrible excuse for a human being. she just asked if I needed help doing anything as she hobbles on her walker.
at this time last year the only things i would be hiding were gifts. Bah. I'm supposed to be the good kid. But then again, last year I had no life.
binge drinking, lesbian sex, cramming for exams the next day when you don't remember going to the class, but have surprisingly good notes taken.
bahaha, and to think i'm considering a "dry campus" school. I won't be that bad. Really, I'm still a nerd at heart.
that is a beutiful thing really, i mean shit i'd hide all those things if i had to let granny sleep in my room. actually i woulda offered her a beer, she's probably old enough the condoms need not apply and as for the pot well it helps the glacoma! LOL