When life hands you lemoms, paint your city gold.

Well balls, last night sucked. Brett, Molly, Carl, Steve and I were chilling in our lounge. Me and Molly were half doing homework and half talking to the usual suspects. And I was teasing Steve about an inside joke we have about Regan's sexual fantasy. And then Carl got all weird and was like, "well what's your sexual fantasy? Doesn;t it involve a chair? I can just see little legs under you and all of you on him." And he like traced my body outline in the air and he held his arms really far apart. And I was just like......ummm. And everyone else was silent. It was so embarrassing that he said that in front of everyone, and I just....I was pissed. So I packed my shit up and left. Now he texted me and he like wants to meet up. GAYYYYYY