Series Of Unfortunate Events-June 7th

"....Today marks the day i call it quits with the guy i've spent everyday of the last three months thinking about...the dude i've been madly infatuated with for a whole quater of a year....you'd think that after reaching 18 these stupid crushes die away and we start dealing with the real shit,well, newsflash..i'm a living testimony that these things are very much alive.

He doesn't really feel the same way about me(or if he does then he has a pretty funny way of showing it)..but that's not the point, we are talking about my feelings..back to the part where the fling is over. Maybe it's not his fault that it's over, at least not most of it...after the way things went down today i can comfortably say it's my fault.

Ah! where do i even start..oh!I know,how about the DISTURBING FASHION BLINDNESS!!..so i bought this grey jacket with pink graffition it..and by graffitti i mean flowers, and i wore it to school. Funny thing is, i thought..no, i knew i looked good in it. I wore the hood the whole freaking day!...and Mr.Man saw me!! In broad daylight. I only got to know the shocking truth of how shady i looked from my cousin...well, maybe she was just hating, but i doubt my two other friends and a stranger were on a mission to lower my esteem...I've been stripped of my sense of fashion,in front of the person who really matters to me at this exact moment...

Second reason, and before i go any further, I think the person who invented bras should be torched...in a gas station..okay so i'm entering the jav in the morning(feeling hot in my not so glamorous jacket) and who do i see? Mr.Man!!...my face immediately lights up(duh)...i say hey, go sit at the back and start to think of the cool things to say when we alight...after going half the distance..brace yourself...I see my bra strap hanging shamelessly outside my jacket...SSHHIITT!! 1st thing i think to myself- When did it come of!? Did he see it?? Of course he saw it..it was pink!

Second thing i think to myself-How the hel do i hook it back on in a jav??..aftera few minutes of undecidedness...i try to hide it inside(since hooking it back on was clearly not an option :-/)..due to extreem embarrassment,I'm going to skip the rest of the journey and talk about th destination-school..which brings me to the Third reason why i wont be hearing from him anytime soon...or ever again...1st, a piece of advice to all infatuated ladies out there...try as hard as you can not to look stupid in front of infatuatees if the word even exists..

I'm guessing by nowit's obvious that i've made an unintentional dumbass of myself at the destination...so i'm seated at the back an d he's seated two sits ahead,he gets off before me and waits for me outside...or so i thought...I get off last and move towards him to get one of those 'twilightish hugs' of his...someone watching from afar would undoubtedly assume that i was kinda..actually running towards him, though i wasn't :-/...

Anyway, just before i get to him, some anonymous chiq jumps right in front of me and hugs him!!! At that point i'm like "Bitch what the @#$%!"(in my head of course)...Mr.Man knows the chiq so they stand there hugging and yeah i served as a convenient audience for them..just looking like a retard!!(wish i could throw a tantrum!!)..believe me, i wanted to walk as fast as i could, or hit my head on a wall so hard that i forget what just happened, but i just couldn't...He eventually hugs me..(I'm using the word hug for lack of a worse term...i felt like i was given a chest bump)..he has his contacts on, and he looks awesome!..but before i open my mouth to compliment him, that Baga of a mama lays a big one on him...Aaargh! he then says thanks and of course a convo between them evolves, which means i'm left hanging like a twig..at that juncture, i decide it's time i rescue myself from this sinking boat...bright,huh?..i whisper 'see ya' and walk away, tempted to look back.. i didn't...."

Oh Man(Jeff Koinange's voice)...What a Tale! You cannot make this stuff up!...Hehe...Extracted from an anonymous source...There is a moral in this story...i'm getting a strong vibe from it...."Life without embarrassment sucks!!"... \__/ Deuces!!..