most of my guy friends are gay...and they have officially made my status "Fag Hag"..and I must hug EVERYONE I see. It is my addiction, well everyone I know. They already know to expect a big hug from me.. And I'm holding oreo's hostage and doing bad, bad things to them..they like that yanno..
I know exactly what you mean...and it seems for drama, I'm ALWAYS the friend everyone comes to for advice. If one more person whines to me, I'm going to lose it..
My Spanish teacher is a riot and taught us this dance last night with tamborines and this song we had to sing. She told us all to 'get low, it's really fun' (we all cracked up as she said it in her heavy peruvian accent) last night and gave me and my partner (who I used to work with I was so suprised to see him the first day of class) extra credit because we were da shizznit and are both salsa pros. When she proceeded to tell us to shake it like a salt shaker like the Peruvians (she's in her 40's) I lost it and almost feel to the floor laughing. 10 percent of our grade is learning authentic song and dance...another 10 percent is writting about it. I've got this shit nailed man.
Sounds great, there’s nothing like a New York Bagel with Philadelphia Cream Cheese and a steaming cup of Green Tea (w/ equal sweetener) Hotwater
I'm addicted to speed and adrenaline to the point I'll take dangerous risks to get it, and many people that know me think I'm going to die in a motor vehicle/racing crash.