notes...why me? [ 11.10.04, 11:07 a.m. ] |
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what did i write last night? wow. today consisted of being woken up at 12:45am to the sound of the family cat upchucking in three different places. all of which were in my jurisdiction. i am pleased to let you know that i am angry. not as angry as i was at 12:45. whoa-no. i was half awake and angry. nice combination. *sigh* another boy wants my phone number. what is up with that. i let you borrow my notes. this does not constitue a friendship or any other -shipness on my or your part. i would simply like to remain a 'girl' in the class to you. back off. and besides. you can't even come to class - hence the note-needing - so what makes you think i want to spend any time at all with you. i'm so glad i have David. cute boyfriends turn creepy note-borrowing guys off. no, i didn't give him my number. in fact, i told him i didn't want to give it to him. he gave me his. and it will be promptly thrown in the trash next time my notebook comes in the house. i opted for the e-mail giving. that way i can just be like "no". and that's all there is to that. i'm just dreading friday. i know he's going to try again. lucky me. pray for me guys! that the right words would come out and i wouldn't hurt him. or would if i had to. that just sounds wrong. lol not my type. at all. BUT. i want to eat this scrumptious ham, salami, and cheese sandwitch with loads of mustard and mayonaise that i made myself. yum! luvs! - Weller
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