Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Twitter..

has millions of users all over the world!
So prolly MILLIONS of people!

So I was going to watch Lucy but they don't have it to watch instantly =[
So Imma watch 30 Rock!
But dudette! We get to see Toy Story 3?!?! Sweetness! I'm going to go! Do you think Sweetheart will be going?
I could act like I don't have a ride, and walk down the street and he'll pull up to me and say "Hey, do u need a ride home?" and I will look into his beautiful eyes and say "No, I'm good. Thanks for the offer though." And he will park the car and get out and walk over to me and put his jacket over my shoulders (cuz its cold and it had just started to rain) and say "I'm not leaving you here at 2 in the morning. There are crazy people lurking around out here." Then he leads me to his passenger seat and he opens the door for me, and I hesitate to get in because I think about how my mom will be here any second to pick me up. I get in the car and say "Ok thank you, this is really nice of you." And he says "No problem" and he closes my door and walks over to the drivers side and gets in. I take out my phone to send my mom a text message telling her that I don't need her to pick me up, even though she won't get the message because her phone is dead in her car like it always is. And he looks over at me as he's driving and says "Are you texting your boyfriend?" And I say "Uhm no, actually I don't have a boyfriend." And then he says "Oh well, thats too bad" with a small grin on his beautiful face. I give him directions to my house and I thank him for the ride and then as I get out of the car I turn around and say "It was really nice knowing you." And he says "What? What do you mean by that?" And I look into his beautiful eyes and say "I'm not going to be alive for much longer." And I close the door on him and his beautiful dumbfounded face and I take out my phone and call my dad to tell him I am now home and mom didnt get my message when I got a ride home from one of the managers and then my mom comes home around 3 and yells at me for the rest of my life.
The End.

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