I should start by expressing how much i HATE guys like what makes it okay for them not to feel absolutely anything when playing with someones feelings?
I was really looking forward to meeting this guy i met on okcupid. He messaged me first we texted for like a week, established we were both not some 40 year old rapist, he put smileys on almost every text AND he texted me the day before asking if we were still on for friday (which i said we were).
Friday rolls around its 830 pm and no text, so i text him and he says he’s tipsy (well isn’t that lovely, its not like i’ve waited around all day) oh meet me here, knowing guys lame ass excuse potential, i ask if he has battery so i avoid the "oh my phone died i am so so sorry” 15% (uh how about no, its a 30 min drive) then he’s like "oh just meet me tomorrow when i’m sober” are you sure you wont do the same as today ? -_- i’m sorry! (yeah its okay, because i really wanna meet you and theres nothing else i can say)
Saturday, fucking depressing i was on the couch all day glued to my phone (yes i know how pathetic of me) never got a text, so at like 12 am its official i have been ditched or whatever this is supposed to be, so delete all the texts and his number (just another picture to burn, but fuck you hurt my feelings :'[ )
Seriously though if i was him id feel so shitty (its like a mini mild heartbreak) but i bet he doesn’t give a damn (seems about right considering he’s a guy)
Needless to say i’m never going to find a guy who i like and he likes me, because i’m just so damn picky and love cursed.
On the other hand my coworker is so set on hooking me up with her husbands brother (aw man he’s not my type, how do i get out of this?! She’s dragging me to laser quest next sunday because i have to go on a “DATE” not looking forward to this.)
A while back i think i blogged about the white guy who talked to me when i was being interviewed to work at bestbuy, he’s back at the store (i don’t know where he went for like 4 months lol)
I think he was interested in me, he texted me a lot and wanted to talk on the phone (geez i cant remember the last time a guy wanted to spend hours on the phone) we talked on the phone for like 2 hours one night and then somewhere in the convo i thought it would be funny to, you know mind fuck him like he did when he told me his mom was south african. So i told him i had a 3 month old baby named Laquan, who’s father is Pierre Louis a haitian/ african, who’s father passed away and we named our baby after; oh and because the story wouldn’t be complete without having the baby daddy on child support. (yeah he didn’t text me again) i need to remember to tell him this was all a lie before it happens to spread around the store, not that it would make any sense because i’m a stick and my body hasn’t changed since i started working there but just a precaution.
Oh and i forgot to mention on sunday i got the loveliest pimple in between my eyes (you know a 3rd eye) sunday,monday, tuesday i touched it and made it worse. Tuesday i put on this purple medicine my mom used to put on cows and horses in Colombia to help their wounds heal faster. Wednesday i had a scab and realized the crap does NOT wash off and my scab was permanently dyed purple (damn and i “had" plans for friday)
Friday i got called into work and refused to show up at work with my third eye, so i painfully ripped it off, the scab that is. I now have a huge circle scar FML but at least i didn’t have a third eye on friday and that was all that mattered then. I wish i had rocked the third eye now, but its too late boo. oh well i guess hopefully the scar will go away quickly.
I don’t know how to flip the picture so enjoy the upside down picture (red lip gloss looks terrible on me)
I just came home from Chillis dinner on my manager (hell yeah) with all my coworkers, Damn today was the day for compliments (well sorta) my coworkers seem to be fond of me, i guess i can be funny from time to time and well ya know i keep it real.
Really though i wish i was more social, i think guys intimidate me more than i think (if that makes sense) i am such a quiet person borderline antisocial(i don’t hate people or anything maybe i’m just shy). I really don’t know what to do about that i guess i’m just an introvert.
Xoxo Julieth
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