I am the Drama Queen... young and sweet only 21!!!!!!
I'll be really juvenile and rant in my lj, actually, less juvenile... I'll breakdown the travesty of my weekend into 5 overdramatic parts:
1. Saks is terrible. Friday a girl came in with a bunch of cameras following her (some new real-i-shitty TV show I will presume) and she started bossing all of us around like madcore. My boss, Daphne, is such a patient and sweet lady... and I hated seeing her being pushed around by this little brat and her botox-addict mother. After she threw down a beautiful black gown I gave her to try on, she told me that she might wear that when she's 30 years older, I just wanted to be like, "well, I gave you that dress because with your figure, you probably want something that covers you up, something dark, and you know... slimming." I bet that would've killed her self-esteem, not her per se, maybe her mother. She'd probably take her to get lipo after that. They left because we didn't have anything sexy enough for her barely high school aged daughter. When did it get cool to make your daughter into a baby hooker?
2. I miss miss miss miss miss miss miss my boyfriend, we're getting married eventually. So I don't need to work on getting back my "own life" like when I was single. But, it sucks that because I always say no to invites the 50 other weekends Kailani's here, nobody tries anymore. I wouldn't call me anymore either so I can't expect people to cater to me the 2 weeks Kailani's gone, it just sucks though. The 999th catch 22 of love. ;)
3. TV sucks, and I finished Harry Potter, it was so sad.
4. I'm in a guilty predicament. Sean invited me to merch-girl his show Saturday because he felt bad for me when we ran into each other at the market (I was buying a quart of ice cream as a side dish to missing Kailani). How sweet. It really was sweet of him, and I know I'm going to end up making Sean look like a dick, but this is my livejournal angry rant and not my livejournal careful account of Sean rant. I got there early to help him set up, and he let me look over their setlist, being the VIP that I am. One of the songs he had on there was this really sweet song he wrote for Erin when they were together. I joked, "you can't play the sweet song after you break up with the girl, it's bad luck for your next relationship, and makes you look like a pathetic emo boy!" He was like, "naw dude, I've changed it." A wiser girl would have been skeptical of this brah-ed out account of a revision, but, I didn't really think. So, he plays this song (which everybody who knows him knows is about Erin) with no changes, and at the last bridge Alex speeds up and they go into their own rendition of that Mike Doughty song that goes, "that Cuban girl, that brought me low, she had that skin so fine and red lips rose-like now, her mouth was wide, and sweet as well, and now relentless hours of dreaming up her smell, and I feel as if I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well." After his piano solo, he yelled out something to the effect of "lemme know if a Cuban girl's ever brought you low," and these guys that probably don't know a single Cuban girl other than Erin started hooting. I thought that that was really fucked up, and it's the age old question every girl faces when something slightly offensive comes up behind one of your friends' backs. Do you tell her? Does it matter? I talked with Sean about it after the show, so then I felt all bad for him, because he was all sad. He was like, "that song that reminds me of Erin regardless, it means a lot to me, so I put it into my music, because it's an upbeat way of me dealing with what I've been dealt." It's sad that he still really likes her, but I still think it's a fucked up way of dealing with it.
5. I just wrote a really long livejournal entry, that's really sad, and you know you agree! LOL
1. Saks is terrible. Friday a girl came in with a bunch of cameras following her (some new real-i-shitty TV show I will presume) and she started bossing all of us around like madcore. My boss, Daphne, is such a patient and sweet lady... and I hated seeing her being pushed around by this little brat and her botox-addict mother. After she threw down a beautiful black gown I gave her to try on, she told me that she might wear that when she's 30 years older, I just wanted to be like, "well, I gave you that dress because with your figure, you probably want something that covers you up, something dark, and you know... slimming." I bet that would've killed her self-esteem, not her per se, maybe her mother. She'd probably take her to get lipo after that. They left because we didn't have anything sexy enough for her barely high school aged daughter. When did it get cool to make your daughter into a baby hooker?
2. I miss miss miss miss miss miss miss my boyfriend, we're getting married eventually. So I don't need to work on getting back my "own life" like when I was single. But, it sucks that because I always say no to invites the 50 other weekends Kailani's here, nobody tries anymore. I wouldn't call me anymore either so I can't expect people to cater to me the 2 weeks Kailani's gone, it just sucks though. The 999th catch 22 of love. ;)
3. TV sucks, and I finished Harry Potter, it was so sad.
4. I'm in a guilty predicament. Sean invited me to merch-girl his show Saturday because he felt bad for me when we ran into each other at the market (I was buying a quart of ice cream as a side dish to missing Kailani). How sweet. It really was sweet of him, and I know I'm going to end up making Sean look like a dick, but this is my livejournal angry rant and not my livejournal careful account of Sean rant. I got there early to help him set up, and he let me look over their setlist, being the VIP that I am. One of the songs he had on there was this really sweet song he wrote for Erin when they were together. I joked, "you can't play the sweet song after you break up with the girl, it's bad luck for your next relationship, and makes you look like a pathetic emo boy!" He was like, "naw dude, I've changed it." A wiser girl would have been skeptical of this brah-ed out account of a revision, but, I didn't really think. So, he plays this song (which everybody who knows him knows is about Erin) with no changes, and at the last bridge Alex speeds up and they go into their own rendition of that Mike Doughty song that goes, "that Cuban girl, that brought me low, she had that skin so fine and red lips rose-like now, her mouth was wide, and sweet as well, and now relentless hours of dreaming up her smell, and I feel as if I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well." After his piano solo, he yelled out something to the effect of "lemme know if a Cuban girl's ever brought you low," and these guys that probably don't know a single Cuban girl other than Erin started hooting. I thought that that was really fucked up, and it's the age old question every girl faces when something slightly offensive comes up behind one of your friends' backs. Do you tell her? Does it matter? I talked with Sean about it after the show, so then I felt all bad for him, because he was all sad. He was like, "that song that reminds me of Erin regardless, it means a lot to me, so I put it into my music, because it's an upbeat way of me dealing with what I've been dealt." It's sad that he still really likes her, but I still think it's a fucked up way of dealing with it.
5. I just wrote a really long livejournal entry, that's really sad, and you know you agree! LOL