Sometimes, I'm standing on 34th and just watching all the people go by, or at FIT, and for a second, I forget everything and see the real truth.
The majority of people I have ever come onto contact with are completely full of it.
And my friends, my fabulous friends, are a significant and precious bunch. I am so glad to have all the people I have in my life; and hope to gain more. This si a time of new beginnings, and I thank all of you who helped me see that with sincerity.
Stalking the redhead who put up new pictures of himself. He's not that serious. Certainly only up to cheap fuck status.
I have decided I need some British tail whilst in London. I'm too picky in America! I'm not intresting enough; I need a story to take back with me in July.
"Catherine, you better fucking get some in London! I'm not talking to you if you don't!"
-Ash
But what about here?
Well, not too sure about that. He cracks jokes I don't get and seems like he'd be an asshole. You know when you can just tell some guy will be an arrogant prick? He just looks like one. I can't explain it. I already despise his friends; they look gross, too. He seems like a loser. Like he'd stand at the bar and tell you cheap lines and yet not know when it's best to lie; IE. the kind of guy that has nerve to say yes when you ask if you've gained weight. (How stupid are they?!) Or like the kind of guy that laughs at his own loser jokes with his friends... the jokes NO ONE else gets. Or the kind of guy that would be a jerk simply to be a jerk.
So tell me why I'm already picking out what to wear to meet him?!
Right.
"You know what they say, Gorgeous Redhead," I say suavely, swirling my martini. "A change will do you good!"
Hmm. And who's the loser here again?
Right.
So I'm whoring myself out in London. Any offers?
Anyway, back to reality. Went shopping with Sher on 34th after a fabulous day with basically everyone at FIT. Was crazy. I went into five different stores, bought five different things, then, in a rare moment of restraint, returned all but one! Fabulous. I'm becoming stronger.
Was so depressed. NEVER go shopping after a day of salt intake. Water retention is an ugly thing. Bought some cute little knee length shorts, but reconsidering as they make my tiny legs look even shorter. I'm so grossly short-legged. The moment of truth came while trying on capris. Hello! Regular pants on my body, thanks.
And it wouldn't be so bad if I weren't so thick on the bottom.
(Brazil, perhaps?)
Am starting to love my arse, though. Huge and rounded as it is. Have become obsessed with the pencil skirt. LOVE IT! Buying them in all colors five sizes too small to emphasize the hump. Love it.
Have I mentioned I'm mentally over school?!
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I am mentally over it too, thats why I am sitting here in class, reading your blog.
Freakin redheads, its not even that serious!
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