HAPPY BIIIRFDAY SHAY!
We’re getting old. But it’s ok. We are awesome 25 year olds! You may slap me even when we are in wheelchairs!
My friend is better than yours. Her name is Shay. And if you’re confused… Her nickname for me is Lam. Or Llama. Just clearing that part up. Hahaha!
I bought Shay Nike Free Run 2’s. As a result. I get violent loving threats. From morning… til I sleep. As I predicted. Haha!
Strawberry Cheesecake and Green Tea Kitkats
From Shay. A couple of awesome things that came along with my 15 pound bag of diabetic goodness for Christmas :)
(Taken with Instagram)
I was trying to say “I’m forever grateful for having you in my life”…. But you get what I’m saying. It’s hard to find people like Shay. I’m lucky to have met her 13 years ago in English class. If my future significant other doesn’t get along with Shay… They will no longer be my significant other. Just saying.
Why I love Shay
Shay: Speaking of which. I think you’re over-due for a just because present. I think I’ll buy you one next payday. HAHAHA
Me: I hope your bank account glitches on payday. Or your bank has a software update and all the atms go down. BEEEYAYATCH!
Shay: Pffft. My bank account doesn’t watch porno so no glitches THERE. Mmm cheesecake sounds good.
Me: Hahaha! I hope whoever did that shit to my work computer fucking chokes on a steak. Cuz trying to do a job meant for 3 people, by myself, fucking suuucks.
Shay: Lol. Aww
Me: Fine then. May your paycheck be delivered late by the courier. And if that really does happen. May you not try to give me a paper cut after.
Shay: Lol. I’m going to send a rotten cheesecake to your face.
Me: No you’re not! Because you might possibly be the only person who loves cheesecake as much as me. Or maybe even more. And we don’t waste cheesecake. You better eat that shit before it goes bad. The day you let cheesecake rot, I will waste sushi and cry.
Shay: Oh. My. God. Nevermind. No rotten cheesecake. -__-
Me: I laughed so hard, that I think if for some reason I had a heart attack at this very moment.. I’d still be laughing. On the floor. And I’d die faster and not care.
Shay: Lol I like how we hurt eachother with food. Talk about fat ass.
Because I have an obsession with black and white shirts with silhouettes. And who doesn’t love palm trees? Oh and because Shay’s mom is 300% sure that I’m Hawaiian.
Almost that time again… Huh? Huh!
You know what I mean <3
Skwak, Super Deux and I wanna join Shay and Woody’s party! NOOOW!
- LOL. My LLAMA shits on yours.
WOOO! <3
