jan 06 - are weird
hi diary. what's up with you? what's up with me? ohhh nothing. just the sky. hahaha! what, you don't think that's funny? well i could see that you don't have no sense of humor. unlike me.
i just want to tell you something that i discovered yesterday. oh haha. no didn't discover the cure for cancer. oh so you think that's funny? whatever. anyway, remember that time i told you about going out on a breakfast date, with a dude, arranged by our mothers? and he didn't even ask for my phone number? what? what do you mean, you don't remember because everything i said after the word "date" was like being through a wind tunnel? liar. then it just means that you're not doing your job the right way. KEEPING TRACK: YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG. you think you're on LOLDIARIES now? quit it. i'm trying to tell you stuffs here.
oh great. sulk. like that is pretty. come awwn, now!
look, i'll buy you a baskin robbins cone, alright? fine. two scoops. sheesh.
EN-NI-WAY, so, you know why he didn't ask for my number? brace yourself, diary, cause, yeah. it's freeeaaaaky. what? NO. it's not BECAUSE HE REALISED i was a monster! dammit, diary, what did i EVER do to you?!
listen. no, listen!!! IT WAS BECAUSE I PAID FOR MY FOOD. instead of letting him foot the whole bill.
(crickets making cricket-y sounds)
YEAH.
like, what, right? i mean, i know, right?
so basically here i'm being penalized for just being myself. i mean, it was just something that came natural to me. it wasn't like it was done to PURPOSELY undermine his good intentions.
did i hear you say SERVE YOU RIGHT?
okay. OKAY! i will admit that it was probably a leeetle wrong of me to do that, but, come on, completely writing me off for that? seriously?
you know what, it could have been the other way around. instead of feeling like that, one could have been all "whoa, this lady's feisty! surely she's an interesting person to be around! must make plans to be more friendlish."
why couldn't it be like in the storybooks? like, when mrs wakefield went all aggressive on mr wakefield: "when i call it, buster, i take it!" and mr wakefield went "zing! that's the girl for me!" (sweet valley twins: the twins go to college).
why couldn't it be like that?
oh, can it, diary, if you don't stop laughing soon you'll get a heart attack.
so long story short: because i was just being myself, i got penalized.
and now i know that sometimes going dutch? is not everyone's favorite way to go.
whatever, guys are weird, man.