and so the sillyness continues. i spoke with the "bitch" in question. turns out she's really fuckin rad and didn't rape my car window. head over heels for a boy that isn't good enough for her, but rad none the less. the more i hear from her the more i'm disgusted with the boy.
i spoke with the boy in question again. i spent an hour telling him to get back with his ex. he got mad. then i made him give me his cute friend's number. ha! i think he should understand by now that i'm not interested in anything from him that goes beyond friendship on the most basic of levels.
so. i still wanna know who raped my car window. i need to return their rock. if i lost my rock, i'd want it back. it's just the polite thing to do.
the moral of this entry? life's a garden. dig it. (yeah. i learned that from the rad aforementioned ex)
i spoke with the boy in question again. i spent an hour telling him to get back with his ex. he got mad. then i made him give me his cute friend's number. ha! i think he should understand by now that i'm not interested in anything from him that goes beyond friendship on the most basic of levels.
so. i still wanna know who raped my car window. i need to return their rock. if i lost my rock, i'd want it back. it's just the polite thing to do.
the moral of this entry? life's a garden. dig it. (yeah. i learned that from the rad aforementioned ex)
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eh. sorry. at least she's rad at maybe you've got a new friend out of the deal.
and screw returning the rock!
keep it, i say!
it's not every day you get a good rock. and this one has proven itself strong enough to break glass! i'd give my right hand for a rock that good.
i'm going to go spin in circles. bye!