Dec 16, 2004 14:38
My worst fear has become a reality. I don't know why I reluctantly swapped iPods with Chulo. I made sure to take his today because I want my music back so I can put my damien rice and garden state soundtrack on it. Guess who forgot it? Anywho, I don't know how I'm going to get it back this being the last day of school. The original plan was to meet up at BWW tonight but I don't think I really want to go after all. You see, I had sort of a lunch date with Mr. Ayala today, and he once again pulled a back-out stunt:
"Uh you know what? I just remembered there's a band christmas banquet."
"Okay so you want to go?"
"No.. but I have to talk to Danny."
"Okay so you want to go?"
"Well I sort of need to talk to Alex too."
"Okay so do you want me to go with you or are you planning to stay there and eat?"
"Well.. yeah sorry."
"No problem. I'll just go catch my dad."
"Sorry I'm an asshole."
"Yes you are." << while walking away.
Well 24 strikes your out. Enough of the Marcus drama. He pretended like he was okay with spending time with me before he left for Washington tomorrow, but I guess he's just a pussy. Agh, I dunno how I keep my cool with the way he dumps on me.. and I'm done feeling pathetic. I've resolved that I'm no longer going to try to be friends with him. And fuck going to his little concert tonight at BWW. I went to the mall thing and this is how he treats me. He's so not worth it.
Now that I'm done with that, shall I begin another somewhat related boring tangent? I'm really disappointed with the dating options here. My friends tell me that guys are intimidated because I'm beautiful and intelligent. Um, that is the worst excuse ever. Am I intimidated by cute, intelligent guys? Well, actually I haven't met too many recently.. in fact the ones I've met have been assholes. Does this mean that I'm an asshole? I don't think so. In fact I think I'm a pretty nice person. Except around this guy from my french class :: I just want to take a knife, stab him in the throat, and marvel at a fountain of blood spewing from his little fresito neck. I mean, I can't believe guys are scared of me.. I'm not that intimidating. Just sometimes I want to stab them.
For those of you who are confused, this is sarcasm.