thursday night
i went to kareoke on thursday even though i'm under age they let me stay cuz i was good, so i sang youre still the one- shania twain, shes in love with the boy-trisha yearwood, vindicated-dashboard confessional, killing me softly-the fuggies, and my immortal-evanescense.....there was this dude in there that was showing interest in me(he took like 3 pictures of me with his phone, i was all prettied up with a blue silk shirt, tight jeans, dress shoes, black eyeliner, mascara, brown shimmery lip gloss, and blue glitter everywhere) and at 1am before we(me and dad)left he gave me his number so i gave him mine, and since he was the dj he got off work at 3 and he called me and we set up a date for friday, we went and ate lunch together, but thursday afternoon, i was hangin with C.C. at Media Play, and we met this dude Patrick who also gave me his number....i'm just a pimp, i'm so proud, oh dad handed me a 50 yesterday, so i also went outfit shopping for next time i go out....but i miss Dustin alot, i called his house(which i'm not gonna do anymore), and i thought about going up to his job with C.C.(she's his ex too), and demanding an explanation, but i want him to willingly give it to me, so i'm not gonna be a bitch, i'm just gonna go about my life, which is getting pretty okay now