Well, here's a fucking kick in the teeth:
Pretty girls don't normally talk to me (unless they're a few hundred miles away and on-line). Around here, all the pretty girls go for the club-going guidos who act like they're on "Growing Up Gotti" and can't form an intelligent sentence unless zapped with a cattle prod...and even then, the best you can get is "Cat's drink milk." For the last few weeks, I've been hanging out with a pretty girl...oddity unto itself. Then it turns out said pretty girl is "interested". Wonders upon wonders! Needless to say, I was feeling pretty good about this.
But then, (Oh, c'mon...you all knew there was gonna be a "but then") she goes and drops the "status bomb". See, this pretty girl (who I'm purposefully not naming out of some outdated form of decency) goes and tells me that she wants to date me, but no one can know about it. "But why, James?" you might ask. Because if anyone found out she was dating "the poor punker" she'd be the ridicule of her social circle. She would still be refering to herself as single when asked. Talk about taking the wind out of my sails, y'know?
I know, it sounds like a st00pid thing to get bummed over, but you gotta admit that's a pretty dick thing to say to a guy...even a guy like me. The lame thing is, I didn't even say anything. I just shrugged and went home.
Well, at least I've got Bad Religion and my friends here on SG to cheer me up. My friends here responded with, "Well...she IS the kind of girl that would've snubbed you in highschool, dude. Way outta your league."
Pretty girls don't normally talk to me (unless they're a few hundred miles away and on-line). Around here, all the pretty girls go for the club-going guidos who act like they're on "Growing Up Gotti" and can't form an intelligent sentence unless zapped with a cattle prod...and even then, the best you can get is "Cat's drink milk." For the last few weeks, I've been hanging out with a pretty girl...oddity unto itself. Then it turns out said pretty girl is "interested". Wonders upon wonders! Needless to say, I was feeling pretty good about this.
But then, (Oh, c'mon...you all knew there was gonna be a "but then") she goes and drops the "status bomb". See, this pretty girl (who I'm purposefully not naming out of some outdated form of decency) goes and tells me that she wants to date me, but no one can know about it. "But why, James?" you might ask. Because if anyone found out she was dating "the poor punker" she'd be the ridicule of her social circle. She would still be refering to herself as single when asked. Talk about taking the wind out of my sails, y'know?
I know, it sounds like a st00pid thing to get bummed over, but you gotta admit that's a pretty dick thing to say to a guy...even a guy like me. The lame thing is, I didn't even say anything. I just shrugged and went home.
Well, at least I've got Bad Religion and my friends here on SG to cheer me up. My friends here responded with, "Well...she IS the kind of girl that would've snubbed you in highschool, dude. Way outta your league."
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I agree with Cerah. Tell her to go fuck herself!!! Why bow down her? I bet she shops at Abercrombie?
You rock and if she is to ashamed to be with you then she is really not into you in the first place. You deserve better than that!!
Hugs and kisses my punk rock boy!!
thats not cool at all. want me to kick out her kneecaps?
you deserve way better than what she is trying to offer. tell her to go find herself a good hollister boy and be done with it.
xox