What should go here? I don't know, you figure it out. No, it's a collaboration. I don't care. NO! We're a team, all for one and. I'm leaving.
Seriously though, We (Jaad & Catherine) are best friends and look at this blog as a celebration of our gullieship. No we don't, and gullieship isn't a word. Yeah we do, and it's the same as friendship or whatever. Nope.
can we have a billy joel marathon over x-mas break? jw.
p.s. i <3 helder.
xoxo,
catherine
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Catherine baby,
answer: obvi. In the burb? or the house? In a boat? With a mouse?
and hahaha, and I’m sure helder <3’s you, too.
abrazos y besos,
Jaad
Mike Tyson
(frequently quoted by Helder)
My friend Matt says, “We’re gonna party like it’s 1999…hold up, it is!”
And I never ever get sick of it.
WILLenium was my first cd. I got it for christmas, along with a cd player. GOOD TIMES. also, I loved that song. And Will Smith, but that’s an obvi.
-Jaad
First of all, real original.
But second of all, look at me you guys. It’s what I have to live with everyday.
HAHAHA jaad and i were nerds all weekend!!!!
(via nesteaa)
Can’t Stop Partying, Weezer feat Lil’ Wayne
“Party like tomorrow is my funeral, gotta stop mixing alcohol with pharmaceuticals! And the unusual is the fucking usual, man my life is beauitful and my girls are mutual.”
Weezy always comes correct. Not a mashup by some teenage laptop DJ, Jermaine Dupri produced this track for Weezer’s new album, Ratitude. Frat boys strumming Sweater Song in their dorm room while they wait for the roofies to kick in will never be the same.
I’m going to be an extra in a college humor video, a harry potter parody.
I’m going to die now.
The end.
—Jaad
p.s. Jesus H. Christ
I say, too fucking cool.
resaltador:fuckyeahmeninsuits:lookondownfromthebridge:replicant:surrenderlove
the ups. they usually happen when i’m just outside on a beautiful day walking to or from class. or to or from a party. or to or from meeting some chill kids. or when i’m inside in my sweet ass dorm listening to sick jams. alone or with someone else. like, i am the absolute luckiest kid ever born. how the FUCK did shit work out this well? how did i end up at my dream school? fuck if i know, but i’m so grateful. and i wouldn’t change any of it for the wooorrld.
the downs. like there’s absolutely no way i can go on. but there is no other option but to do so. when i’m more alone than i’ve ever been before. and it feels like it’s gonna last for fucking ever. when not even miley can make me smile. the worst is when my thoughts turn to the worst things that i’ve ever experienced and the tears just perpetuate themselves.
i hope to god these fucking downs stop. like they’re not always so bad, but definitely a desperate drop in my stomach and i stop what i’m doing for a minute or two.
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but, then i just put my hands up, they’re playin’ my song, the butterflies fly away.
seriously though, like, holdin’ a burr, listening to loud ass good tunes, just forgetting about EVERYONE & EVERYTHING ELSE for like two seconds. it’s kinda magical.
or, chillin’ in a smoke-filled room listening to chill ass music and not giving a shit about anything. such a good feeling.
thanks, college? haha definitely. there’s a complete list of people i’d like to thank on twitter. (jk, but seriously i think i thanked like a million people via twitter last weekend hah)
