When it's 5 in the morning, you've been clubbing all night, you didn't get any hot guy, and you're with your gal pal going home to sleep but you feel empty and want more, there's just one thing to do: jump, scream, pose, and take pictures of it.
Wish I could write funny thing to accompany the pics but I'm so sleepy right now I can barely write anything. More hot pics after the jump:
The ones indoors are in my building's hall, except the last one which is in my room.
Playgrounds are sexual.
Why do kids need to pole-dance anyway?
In this one I look laughing but it was actually a near-death experience. Notice that I had gloves on so my hands were sleazy so I almost died.
Then I took them off to be able to do things like this:
GUESQUIEEEEEEEEEEEERRR
Bea the wizard:
Me smiling? in a picture? published in my blog? Mark this day in your agenda.
The glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy...
So that's what we do when we have a camera. It's funny cause in the building I live in now they told me when I moved in a month ago that it was very calm and we couldn't make noise and stuff, and there we were jumping and screaming. But I'm usually good!
Bah, time to sleep already.
I'm hearing an unknown voice at home, I'm gonna go see who is it. (Cause he's a guy and sounds like he's hot)
By the way I'm not sure I made the right choice of photos cause I had so many of them to choose from, but I've been days to post this so I couldn't hold it anymore.
Later I'll post the ones from the day after, which include one of my fave pics of me ever.
Oh the mystery guy is a friend of my flat-mate, the one who's retarded, the spanish one, *ugh* I wanna kill him. Only he's nice.
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