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May 24th, 2005, 10:51 PM
You suck at Prom, darling.
I guess I didn't make the cut. Bitch. When you fucked up our dinner reservations, somehow the other 18 people in our group had a lovely time at dinner and wasting two hours. My date and I walked in the rain to Dick's because there wasn't enough room for us at the table. Somehow it was me, even though I drove half the group to the restaurant, because your limo reservations fell through. It's so awesome that I remember my senior prom crying on the phone to my dad, roaming the isles of the record store, and reading the Stranger cover to cover in my car. I couldn't go do something fun, of course, because I had to wait so I could pick everyone up from dinner - you know, the dinner you abandoned me on. Now, I understand that you were maybe not even trying to be mean or anything and that really you're a nice person and oh can't I be sensitive you tried really hard and there were twenty people and its so -hard-? It's called gross negligence, fuckwit.
I guess I didn't make the cut. Bitch. When you fucked up our dinner reservations, somehow the other 18 people in our group had a lovely time at dinner and wasting two hours. My date and I walked in the rain to Dick's because there wasn't enough room for us at the table. Somehow it was me, even though I drove half the group to the restaurant, because your limo reservations fell through. It's so awesome that I remember my senior prom crying on the phone to my dad, roaming the isles of the record store, and reading the Stranger cover to cover in my car. I couldn't go do something fun, of course, because I had to wait so I could pick everyone up from dinner - you know, the dinner you abandoned me on. Now, I understand that you were maybe not even trying to be mean or anything and that really you're a nice person and oh can't I be sensitive you tried really hard and there were twenty people and its so -hard-? It's called gross negligence, fuckwit.