I've been walking around my house saying "stanky" lately. I walk up to my roommate and say 'gurl you stanky'. She looks at me and takes away my desert after dinner and makes me wash the dishes. Pirates life for me.
I'm afraid I'm becoming one of those people who are in love with summer. I've never fallen in love with summer before. It all feels so new. I've always liked being at school so much, I couldn't wait till I started again. That went on for about two years. We used to picture how the new school year would be, because we like to act like badass upper class men. We'll all get our rings together. Now I just want all the old things of summer to happen more frequently. I also want another road trip to happen. I also want to go streaking and then swimming at night again. I want those gravel rocks in my floppy urban outfitter shoes that are stanky. Then we can fall asleep in sleeping bags that are too small for us and have golden spoon or coffee grove for breakfast. We've always intended to get coffee grove for breakfast. We never made it past the stairs.
(side note: that last sentence sounded like a sex scene. NOT what I intended..... ?)
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