The Irony Never Ends
Last night I went home for dinner with my floor-family (my closest friends that live in the same dorm as I do [or at least did before the roof started leaking]) and it was really hilarious. My dad made amazing food as usual and we pigged out. Kyla dropped several F-bombs in front of my parents while we were playing an intense game of Twisted Fish. They just laughed. Woo.
The only bad thing that happened was: I’ve been making this list of stuff I forgot to bring to college that I was going to get whenever I went back home. Of course, when I went home, I forgot to bring the list.
Tagged as: forget. irony. dinner. friends.
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