CRAP --- in more ways than one.
So, I give up on guys
I asked Dexter to prom yesterday
and..... he said No.
well, thanks a lot
Dexter/best friend/crush/Freshman(as my friends say, wouldn't a freshman want to go to prom?--guess not)
I spent the rest of the day trying not to cry
why is it every guy I like never likes me???
and when I finally get the courage
he turns me down?
Ugh!!!! and people wonder why I have a low self-esteem
But the thing is, one of my best friends, Lisa (who also happens to be good friends with dexter) tells me Dexter has a thing against school dances. She doesn't know the real reason. But she also told me that he came up to her later that day and said (something like),"Someone asked me to prom, and I ..turned her down." She already knew I was going to ask him, so she knew who he was talking about. Once she saw me she gave me a hug. She knows how low my self-esteem is, especially when rejected.
So now I'm not gonna go to prom.
Curses to you Dexter! You weren't supposed to say No! I hope you feel guilty!
hah, yeah.
Then I went to work.
When I'm leaving, Heather (mysister) comes to pick me up... and the dog is in the car.
The last time the dog was in the car was when he was a puppy and he barfed all over.
Now, he's freaking out. Heather told me on the way to my work Moki had farted twice, nice to know.
So when we're driving home and I'm trying to keep the dog undercontrol, I catch a horrible whiff of something utterly crude
At first I thought it was a really bad fart, which is common with Moki. But then I caught a second draft and I knew right then it was poop.
I nearly barfed. I was like, "OMG HEATHER MOKI JUST CRAPPED IN THE CAR!!!!!"
So we have the last like 8 minutes of the ride home with the windows down and our heads out the window. You can't escape that smell. It is the grossest thing in the world.
So when we get home, Heather has to clean it up, and I come out with the AirWick and Febreeze and we hose that baby down.
Now, this is not to get out to my parents, cuz if my dad found out the dog crapped in his car, he'd kill us. But yeah.
Wow, so that was my Friday.
Today, I went shopping. Got a skirt, shirt, school bag (sorry ashley, it's the same one you have! =/ ), purse, make-up, earrings and shoes.
the last time I really went shopping was like 5 years ago, so I think it was due time.
So now I'm going to try to spend the weekend and break not thinking about cursed guys and stuff.
Now I'm forced to watch a Cary Grant movie with Heather that has a skank in it, considering it's the 1950s.
Well, I"m out. later.
I asked Dexter to prom yesterday
and..... he said No.
well, thanks a lot
Dexter/best friend/crush/Freshman(as my friends say, wouldn't a freshman want to go to prom?--guess not)
I spent the rest of the day trying not to cry
why is it every guy I like never likes me???
and when I finally get the courage
he turns me down?
Ugh!!!! and people wonder why I have a low self-esteem
But the thing is, one of my best friends, Lisa (who also happens to be good friends with dexter) tells me Dexter has a thing against school dances. She doesn't know the real reason. But she also told me that he came up to her later that day and said (something like),"Someone asked me to prom, and I ..turned her down." She already knew I was going to ask him, so she knew who he was talking about. Once she saw me she gave me a hug. She knows how low my self-esteem is, especially when rejected.
So now I'm not gonna go to prom.
Curses to you Dexter! You weren't supposed to say No! I hope you feel guilty!
hah, yeah.
Then I went to work.
When I'm leaving, Heather (mysister) comes to pick me up... and the dog is in the car.
The last time the dog was in the car was when he was a puppy and he barfed all over.
Now, he's freaking out. Heather told me on the way to my work Moki had farted twice, nice to know.
So when we're driving home and I'm trying to keep the dog undercontrol, I catch a horrible whiff of something utterly crude
At first I thought it was a really bad fart, which is common with Moki. But then I caught a second draft and I knew right then it was poop.
I nearly barfed. I was like, "OMG HEATHER MOKI JUST CRAPPED IN THE CAR!!!!!"
So we have the last like 8 minutes of the ride home with the windows down and our heads out the window. You can't escape that smell. It is the grossest thing in the world.
So when we get home, Heather has to clean it up, and I come out with the AirWick and Febreeze and we hose that baby down.
Now, this is not to get out to my parents, cuz if my dad found out the dog crapped in his car, he'd kill us. But yeah.
Wow, so that was my Friday.
Today, I went shopping. Got a skirt, shirt, school bag (sorry ashley, it's the same one you have! =/ ), purse, make-up, earrings and shoes.
the last time I really went shopping was like 5 years ago, so I think it was due time.
So now I'm going to try to spend the weekend and break not thinking about cursed guys and stuff.
Now I'm forced to watch a Cary Grant movie with Heather that has a skank in it, considering it's the 1950s.
Well, I"m out. later.