My Life as a Movie. A Movie as My Life.
This is just un-fucking-real. UN-FUCKING-REAL. UN-FUCKING-REAL. UN-FUCKING-REAL.
The past 2 months of my life is filled with material that reads like it's straight out of a romantic comedy: I'm young yuppie type person, who just finished a big project, got a raise, found out she's accepted to grad school, her boyfriend got a big job, life's looking good, yaddi yadda.
[cue montage of girl partying with friends, shaking hands with the big wigs, enjoying a romantic, fun-filled day in the park with boyfriend]
Then here's today, the turning moment of the movie: Work is fucking nuts. My coffee cup fucking broke. Come home to find that Matt's ex found him on FB. He saw that everything on her profile said [insert another country's name], so he gave her his number for her to call. She calls and says she's at [insert name of town that's five miles away].
There is only one thing left to say at this moment: Dude, what the fuck? O_o
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
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The past 2 months of my life is filled with material that reads like it's straight out of a romantic comedy: I'm young yuppie type person, who just finished a big project, got a raise, found out she's accepted to grad school, her boyfriend got a big job, life's looking good, yaddi yadda.
[cue montage of girl partying with friends, shaking hands with the big wigs, enjoying a romantic, fun-filled day in the park with boyfriend]
Then here's today, the turning moment of the movie: Work is fucking nuts. My coffee cup fucking broke. Come home to find that Matt's ex found him on FB. He saw that everything on her profile said [insert another country's name], so he gave her his number for her to call. She calls and says she's at [insert name of town that's five miles away].
There is only one thing left to say at this moment: Dude, what the fuck? O_o
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
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