So. . .
I'm at work... there's like, 30 minutes before we close, and I'm in a bit of a rush trying to finish what I needed to finish before I leave.
And I hear what sounded like "Found him!" I look up and just see a girl looking over my way, but I figure she's just talking about a shirt or something.
And then I go in the aisle and see one of my friends. Let's call her Amy. I've named her before but I forget. She is the one who I originally spilled to about Mary.
And then the girl who said "Found Him" came up behind her. Oh, I know you, I met you for a second when I picked Amy up from work the other day.
She hands over a milkshake from McDonalds. "Here's a gift.." "Oh, thanks!" I say to Amy.
Then we talk for a few minutes, and then the girl says "Oh, the milkshake is from me, actually."
"Oh *?* Thanks"
"Yeah. So . . we should go get coffee sometime."
"*fuck* Coffee?"
"I don't drink it either, I just thought it's a quiet place."
"Oh yeah, I've never had coffee. But . . yeah . . we should do that."
She seems like a nice girl and all, but . . . not my type. Shallow reasons.
I'm really not a relationship person. I don't actually want a girlfriend. And if I were to have one, she has to be perfect. I'm not looking for some girl, I'm looking for my Cinderella. My Sleeping Beauty. My Giselle.
Not someone who I've only seen once, only have said "Yeah, I'm her best friend." after talking like a retard to Amy.
Not someone who asks me out over that. But someone who you don't ask out, and all the sudden... Oop, you're apparently a couple, now.
SGJhsdigbsibfdihgbipuar. I don't know what to do. She's not even someone I can just shrug off, because she's Amy's friend, and coworker, and Amy obviously talked her into asking me out, because she was saying that Amy said certain things about me.
SDUvsubngosuenso. I hate being put in these situations.
And it's not even like I have time for a girlfriend. I Work so much. And I almost Always work nights. And I sleep in until 11. So I wake up and have to get ready right away, basically. I have no time. I have no will.
Damn this face of mine.
- June 15, 2011
- Cest-La-Vie
- 1 Comment
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