Captin Asshole to the Rescue!
Once again I get to play the part of Captin Asshole, in my life drama. I really should learn to shut my mouth, but I have a disease, the disease that makes a person say way to much. So, maybe you are wondering what I did this time, maybe you are wondering if I am going to use a code to discise my actions, Oh NO, I did what I did and everyone deserves to know what and why. So lets go to the begining of this tale.
We were in New York, miles away from home. We go to a manditory dance, so naturally, you have to dance. Even those people whose other half are left at home. So one of my "friends" (well he use to be a friend, but we have fallen apart recently), decides "Well, Tara is miles away in MN and I am here in NYC, why dont I dance with some prety ladies, after all, its not cheating if your half way across the country." Well, I dont agree with that. So, I came back to MN and Tara brought it up to me, and I called it as I saw it. She said he was sorry, and I said, "How can he be sorry, when according to him he has nothing to be sorry for, he wasnt cheating," even though he was fricken grinding. I know, I said to much, but I hate the fact that this shmuck has a really really nice girlfriend, but thats not good enough for him. He doesnt even realize what he has. And I swear if he hurts her one my time, lord help me. Jesus may forgive, but I DON'T!! Do I feel bad that I made Tara cry, of course, but she deserves to know how he TRUELY felt, when she wasnt around. Tara, If you read this, I am truly sorry, I thought that if I cared about, I should tell you, But now I know I should have shut my mouth. Sorry.
In other news the two people I mentioned in previous updates, as for as I know, went on (what i refere to as) their date, and who knows maybe I will go to school tomorrow and find out they are going-out. Man I hope not.
I think Jacki and I are going to pick out my tux on thursday, I know its really late, but o well. Actually, I dont even know if we are signed up, which is not good. I hope its not to late. O god o no. O crap. uhoh. sorry sorry sorry, woops.
Well thats all for now. I hope you lives are filed with more happiness than mine is.
-Andrew
We were in New York, miles away from home. We go to a manditory dance, so naturally, you have to dance. Even those people whose other half are left at home. So one of my "friends" (well he use to be a friend, but we have fallen apart recently), decides "Well, Tara is miles away in MN and I am here in NYC, why dont I dance with some prety ladies, after all, its not cheating if your half way across the country." Well, I dont agree with that. So, I came back to MN and Tara brought it up to me, and I called it as I saw it. She said he was sorry, and I said, "How can he be sorry, when according to him he has nothing to be sorry for, he wasnt cheating," even though he was fricken grinding. I know, I said to much, but I hate the fact that this shmuck has a really really nice girlfriend, but thats not good enough for him. He doesnt even realize what he has. And I swear if he hurts her one my time, lord help me. Jesus may forgive, but I DON'T!! Do I feel bad that I made Tara cry, of course, but she deserves to know how he TRUELY felt, when she wasnt around. Tara, If you read this, I am truly sorry, I thought that if I cared about, I should tell you, But now I know I should have shut my mouth. Sorry.
In other news the two people I mentioned in previous updates, as for as I know, went on (what i refere to as) their date, and who knows maybe I will go to school tomorrow and find out they are going-out. Man I hope not.
I think Jacki and I are going to pick out my tux on thursday, I know its really late, but o well. Actually, I dont even know if we are signed up, which is not good. I hope its not to late. O god o no. O crap. uhoh. sorry sorry sorry, woops.
Well thats all for now. I hope you lives are filed with more happiness than mine is.
-Andrew