You're such a chicken. Why didn't you just turn around, go back, and give him your number?
He was SO cute!! And he could sing! Oh, God, and dance....
That smile. Those friendly, welcoming eyes.... soft hands.
I've thought about him all day. Not in an obsessive way, but more in a "He's so good looking, and really funny, and so cute, and sweet, and why didn't I just do it?" kind of way.
I've got to just get over these issues that I have with my body, with what I look like and start believing that I'm as pretty as my friends tell me I am. It's the only way I'm ever going to get up enough courage to talk to guys like him. Guys so seemingly perfect.
Darcey loved him. Vance loved him. Christy loved him. I'm sure I'd probably adore him too.... *sigh* I'm hopeless. Maybe he'll be there again next week.... he said we'd catch up then, when I didn't have to run off to turn the alarm off at the store.
Chicken, chicken, chicken. Shame...
I'm spending tomorrow with my girl. I'm off work and have every intention of sleeping as late as she'll let me, then taking her to lunch and the movies. And my mom invited us to the monster truck show with her and my baby brother tomorrow night... that'll be fun, and I think I'm going to splurge and go.
I need to go.... I've got some things I want to write in my paper journal, and I need to do my home work and study for my test. I have a week from Saturday to get it done, but I'd rather do it as soon as possible. You know? Why put it off?
Have a great night darlings, I miss you all.....
Oh, and thanks baby, for the new look... you're the greatest. ;)
I got a funny feeling we missed a page or two somehow Ohh-ohhhh, Cinderella, maybe you could help us out Does the shoe fit you now
Through the years and the kids and the jobs
Hey hey, Cinderella, what's the story all about
We're older but no more the wise -- suzy bogguss -- |
The Boy Oh honey..... You're such a chicken. Why didn't you just turn around, go back, and give him your number? He was SO cute!! And he could sing! Oh, God, and dance.... That smile. Those friendly, welcoming eyes.... soft hands. I've thought about him all day. Not in an obsessive way, but more in a "He's so good looking, and really funny, and so cute, and sweet, and why didn't I just do it?" kind of way. I've got to just get over these issues that I have with my body, with what I look like and start believing that I'm as pretty as my friends tell me I am. It's the only way I'm ever going to get up enough courage to talk to guys like him. Guys so seemingly perfect. Darcey loved him. Vance loved him. Christy loved him. I'm sure I'd probably adore him too.... *sigh* I'm hopeless. Maybe he'll be there again next week.... he said we'd catch up then, when I didn't have to run off to turn the alarm off at the store. Chicken, chicken, chicken. Shame... I'm spending tomorrow with my girl. I'm off work and have every intention of sleeping as late as she'll let me, then taking her to lunch and the movies. And my mom invited us to the monster truck show with her and my baby brother tomorrow night... that'll be fun, and I think I'm going to splurge and go. I need to go.... I've got some things I want to write in my paper journal, and I need to do my home work and study for my test. I have a week from Saturday to get it done, but I'd rather do it as soon as possible. You know? Why put it off? Have a great night darlings, I miss you all..... Oh, and thanks baby, for the new look... you're the greatest. ;)
Brief - 2007-07-05
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