esmee

its tuesday. when did that happen...

there was this girl i was thinking about this morning on the way to work. she went to my high school and was probably one of the coolest people i've ever seen in real life...she wore cool makeup and stripey stockings and dyed her hair cool colors. and her name was sebastian. i thought that was the most amazing thing. plus she had a rad tattoo of a unicorn on her shoulder. i would just watch her walking down the halls in awe. she stood out more than the usual freaks.
and one day i was out at a club i think it was actually during the winter break of my first year at college and i think was probably dressed incredibly dork like, as is my ubiquitous style i've come to realize...but anyway. there was this loser guy i knew that sold tons of coke so i don't know what i was thinking but i told him i wanted to go home with him and she was at the club and i remember seeing her telling him not to take me home.
later on when he was making weird pig like grunts as he licked my breasts i wished he had listened to her. what made it worse was that he was sharing a room with a really hot guy who helped me sneak out the next morning, as the house also contained someones parents, i was never really clear on whose exactly...before i left the hot guy gave me a nice hug.