I debated apologizing for my lack of appearance. But who would I be apologizing to? Only I read this. Well. Do I have any interesting stories? I may be falling for a guy who is just like Barney Stinson from How I Met Your Mother, I am single (fyi) as a fucking pringle, I may never get my license, I'm my friends' (yes, plural) therapist, and I am debating wearing something mildly slutty to a New Year's party. Well, lets address one thing at a time.
1. There's this super suave guy who I know a lot of chicks like. Not my type. Arrogant, asshole-y, but funny, cute, oh did I mention he catches me all the time when I faint? People think I try to get caught by him. No. I honestly don't. That stupid asswipe just is always there. But when you spend that much time in someones arms, having them be that protective of you, it's hard to not develop feelings for them. Now let me get something straight, my no readers, I am not some girl who falls for the jerks. I do not. I fall for sweet, considerate guys I have a chance with. What the hell am I thinking.
2. My boyfriend dumped me, right after Thanksgiving break. He is "Barney's" best friend. Yea. I know. His reasons? We have nothing in common and he hates my friends. Oh jeez. Now I'm tearing up. RAWR. NO FEELS FOR THIS BASTARD. It just sucks. I was so into him, and I thought he was me. Well. Too bad.
3. I may be having seizures. Well, you can't drive if you have epilepsy. FUCK.
4. Ok, my friends have been going through a lot of emotional crap. I have too, but theirs is more pressing. One of my friends is having just emotional distress, the other two broke up. With each other. So I am running around with a pitcher catching tears, I guess I'm a portable tissue.
5. Ok I'm not talking like super skimpy. Just something, er, flattering?
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