in german, all vouls have capital letters... that's so unnecessary.
how you know a girl likes you: she gets hives after hooking up with you... twice... and still wants to hang (and make) out
60% of students at my school marry other students at my school. thats ABSURD. and if 10% of people really are gay (i duno if that stat is actually true) that means i only have a 30% chance of marrying someone who went to a different school. plus, my friend told me 10% of people marry their highschool sweetheart. that means i have a 20% chance or marrying someone i havn't gone to school with.... WHAT THE SHIT?
the ending of the departed blows my mind every time i see it. fuck yes, scorsese, fuck yes.
my highschool alma mater is offering a chili lunch the day after thanksgiving. so i could either a) go to my old highschool for an awkward lunch with other alums that i may or may not know, where i eat pretty decent chili, OR, b) eat what is universally aknowledged by americans as the BEST lunch ever. the post thanksgiving, turkey stuffing and gravy sandwhich. good job GDS.
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