actually cue the ferret cage and nap mats. we successfully converted jt's mom's daycare into a high school gymnasium. i.e. tres' makeout hall. i.e. snazzy kodak moment photo spot. i.e. it really didn't matter in the end bc everyone wound up smoking ciggies on the porch anyhow.
simon. seriously. how can your leg be turned to that angle??!
why oh why did the boys not ask us girlies to dance with them? pout.
and i won't even comment on the happenings of the afterparty in the daycare short bus. that goes in my dear diary.
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