Recap of my HORRIBLE week
Tuesday morning started off where I was applying mascara and hit a mailbox. It took out my side mirror and door handle. The insurance company and my parents think I swerved to miss a deer, so it's all being taken cared of. It gets better. I get a smokey-smell Ford Taurus to drive. Even better... last night, which I'll get to in a moment.
Friday Steve K asked me to the movies. I said sure. He ends up being the ER for 4 hours because he broke his pinkie finger playing hockey earlier this week. Since he's already on Hall Rd., he asks me to meet him there. I still feel like he could have picked me up, but whatever. I get there, and his phones almost dead so we can't really talk, but he's not there. He says he'll be there in 10 minutes. 10 MINUTES, more like 20 of me being by myself. I feel like an ass, so I talk on the phone to numerous Sisters and friends, and finally just go and get tickets for Ice Age 2 (which was adorable). I PAY FOR TICKETS. He gets there, and doesn't even ask to reimburse me, just thanks me. Whatever. He asks if I want popcorn or something, and I'm all pissy, so I say no. He gets himself something, and doesn't even offer me anything during the movie. ASS. After, I parked closer, so I drove him to his car. He says, "You're probably going to Coyote Joe's now, huh?" And I say, "Probably." He doesn't ask to hang out. He has the nerve to ask for a kiss. I give him a half-ass one and speed off. I then decided to call him to see if he wants to meet up for drinks there or hang out. His phone is dead. Awesome. I'm at CJ's and it's boring, so I leave. I was on my way to Nick's when stuff happened, and what not. In the end, I met up with Steve. Whatever.
Satuday I had my cousin Brandon's birthday party. I get home and I'm invited to a party in Algonac, which means Scott wasn't going. First one I've been invited to, so why not. Plus Steve said we could meet up later. I'm on empty, but my Malibu goes a long way and I was going to stop at the BP on Gratiot and 26 Mile. I'm just passed North Ave. when my car stalls. NO GAS. I stall in the middle of nowhere and it's dark and scary. I call Steve and he asks if I have AAA insurance. Whatever, I'm pissed, so I call Katie who's on her way and she's only at 23 Mile and County Line. She goes, "You're really far." DOESN'T EVEN OFFER TO HELP. And it didn't help that my Sisters were all at the bars. I call Steve J and he immediately offers to help. So he is waiting for Brad to come and they were going to bring me gas. Then Steve K calls knowing I'm pissed saying him and his friend are coming. When he gets there, he's like, "Yeah, you're out of gas." No shit Sherlock. So they drive me to BP and I get a loaner gas thing and Steve fills it up. He puts it in my car, he asks for a better kiss than he got Friday, so I gave it only because he came out... plus he's a good kisser, but that's not the point. I go to BP, and then Brad and Steve J come and pick me up to get food. Brad's car reaked of gasoline, poor guy. We go to Steak & Shake only to find that the gasoline spilled all over Brad's trunk. I felt sooo bad. I get fries and yeah. Than Brad drops me and Steve off to take him home since Brad was going back to UofM and we're at almost 26 Mile and Romeo Plank when he realizes that he left his cell at the restaurant. So we drive alllll the way back and yeah. That was my weekend.
Love always,
Fallon
P.S. I still like Steve K dammit. Why???
Friday Steve K asked me to the movies. I said sure. He ends up being the ER for 4 hours because he broke his pinkie finger playing hockey earlier this week. Since he's already on Hall Rd., he asks me to meet him there. I still feel like he could have picked me up, but whatever. I get there, and his phones almost dead so we can't really talk, but he's not there. He says he'll be there in 10 minutes. 10 MINUTES, more like 20 of me being by myself. I feel like an ass, so I talk on the phone to numerous Sisters and friends, and finally just go and get tickets for Ice Age 2 (which was adorable). I PAY FOR TICKETS. He gets there, and doesn't even ask to reimburse me, just thanks me. Whatever. He asks if I want popcorn or something, and I'm all pissy, so I say no. He gets himself something, and doesn't even offer me anything during the movie. ASS. After, I parked closer, so I drove him to his car. He says, "You're probably going to Coyote Joe's now, huh?" And I say, "Probably." He doesn't ask to hang out. He has the nerve to ask for a kiss. I give him a half-ass one and speed off. I then decided to call him to see if he wants to meet up for drinks there or hang out. His phone is dead. Awesome. I'm at CJ's and it's boring, so I leave. I was on my way to Nick's when stuff happened, and what not. In the end, I met up with Steve. Whatever.
Satuday I had my cousin Brandon's birthday party. I get home and I'm invited to a party in Algonac, which means Scott wasn't going. First one I've been invited to, so why not. Plus Steve said we could meet up later. I'm on empty, but my Malibu goes a long way and I was going to stop at the BP on Gratiot and 26 Mile. I'm just passed North Ave. when my car stalls. NO GAS. I stall in the middle of nowhere and it's dark and scary. I call Steve and he asks if I have AAA insurance. Whatever, I'm pissed, so I call Katie who's on her way and she's only at 23 Mile and County Line. She goes, "You're really far." DOESN'T EVEN OFFER TO HELP. And it didn't help that my Sisters were all at the bars. I call Steve J and he immediately offers to help. So he is waiting for Brad to come and they were going to bring me gas. Then Steve K calls knowing I'm pissed saying him and his friend are coming. When he gets there, he's like, "Yeah, you're out of gas." No shit Sherlock. So they drive me to BP and I get a loaner gas thing and Steve fills it up. He puts it in my car, he asks for a better kiss than he got Friday, so I gave it only because he came out... plus he's a good kisser, but that's not the point. I go to BP, and then Brad and Steve J come and pick me up to get food. Brad's car reaked of gasoline, poor guy. We go to Steak & Shake only to find that the gasoline spilled all over Brad's trunk. I felt sooo bad. I get fries and yeah. Than Brad drops me and Steve off to take him home since Brad was going back to UofM and we're at almost 26 Mile and Romeo Plank when he realizes that he left his cell at the restaurant. So we drive alllll the way back and yeah. That was my weekend.
Love always,
Fallon
P.S. I still like Steve K dammit. Why???