September 2010
August 2010
Dear Jennifer,
One place that I want to go is camping in the mountains someday, or Rome, they’re so similar I can’t choose.
Love,
Bryan
When I think of Jennifer it is like time travel. I see the past, the present, and the future; and all three make me happy. I think about all the times we shared, like our nerd humor, our various memories, and just good things in general. I think about her smiling, and how it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. I think of a lot when I think of her, and it’s all perfect, like her <3
Let’s see, me and Jennifer had met when my group was accused of cheating on a Biology group project back in 9th grade. Two of the group members had worked together and made one list of answers so I took that list and changed the wording a little bit so that it wouldn’t as obvious, but the other three people did not do that. Anyways, I was called into her study block to discuss it and...
My favorite memory with Jennifer was the day when we went to the beach and it was rainy and windy and about to storm but we stood on the beach and sand was hitting us in the face so we huddled together and wrapped her in my jacket and it was very romantic and blissfully amazing.
Let’s see, my first impression of Jennifer.
“Oh, so this is the Jennifer everyone is talking about. Holy crap, she’s pretty awesome. Gotta get to know her better.” and then it kinda went from there
STALKERS!!!
HOW DID I GET 2 MORE PEOPLE FOLLOWING ME NOW!?!? IT’S LIKE A GANG IS FOLLOWING ME! I DON’T WANT TO GET SHOT, HERE TAKE MY WALLET, JUST DON’T CUT OFF MY HANDS AND SLAP ME WITH THEM
Little hyper, in a creative mood
Creative mood does not mean I’m gonna write myself a bed time story though. How awesome am I? Screw Moby Dick (teehee), I write my own bedtime stories biznitches. I’ll write about a cat who finds the lost city of those scratch things and has rivers of milk all while he was running from the law because he was found smoking catnip, but here’s the plot twist. He’s actually in...
Fluffy the bunny
Once upon a time there was a bunny named Fluffy. Fluffy was a curious bunny who liked to perform daredevil maneuvers like run in front of traffic. One day a golf cart was coming down the road, “Pff, watch me dodge this with my eyes closed” said Fluffy. The other animals explained to him that crossing the street without looking is dangerous, but what the hell did they know? They...
Jennifer, one thing I love about you is your ability to care no matter how you feel.
Dear Jennifer,
I am currently watching this frustrating movie so pardon the tone of this letter. I love you, more than a fat guy loves chocolate cake, and I know something about that. We may have our ups and downs but we always come back up closer than before, it’s only a matter of time before we reach god status. I love you more than I love my vast nerd knowledge. I love how...
