I Don't Give A Damn About My Bad Reputation!
My reputation as the worst driver ever, that is.
Which I didn't even realize I had, lol. So my boyfriend's car is at the mechanics, so he asked to borrow mine. Being that I had to work today as well, I said, well, how about I drive you to work, then drive myself to work, and then I'll come pick you up when you're done and we'll go get your car.
His suggestion? He'll drop me off at work early, go to work himself, send John to pick me up from work, and then bring my car back when he's done with it and we'll go pick up his car.
Somebody does not want to ride in the car with me because I'm THAT bad of a driver.
Also:
Ok so B accused me of having a crush on Erica.
I dunno not really accused me, I guess. I mean, we were just talking, or I was just telling him about her coming over here on Saturday, and he just kind of said it, like "yeah well you've had a crush on her ever since you met her, I'm not surprised."
And you know, as much effort as I used to put into denying it, I guess I kind of always did. I mean, it sure explains a lot - how else do you become friends with someone that quickly and that randomly? I totally did. I guess I obviously still do.
It's totally harmless and totally not mutual but now I can't help but be wary of her, whatever's going on with her now. It must be so obvious, she must have always known, and I guess she's been kind of taking advantage of it, except, well... is it really taking advantage? I like hanging out with her, I like having a friend and I liked having a housemate. I hated being in that whole house all by myself.
B's known her for a whole lot longer than I have. I mean, not as well, of course, I guess I should say he knows of her. And I guess she doesn't have the best reputation, cause he's not the only person who's said "oh, her? Lara, watch out for her." Which would kind of explain why she doesn't have a whole bunch of friends like you'd think someone who looks and acts like a movie star would.
And she totally got mascara all over my pillow when she slept over on Saturday, too.
Which I didn't even realize I had, lol. So my boyfriend's car is at the mechanics, so he asked to borrow mine. Being that I had to work today as well, I said, well, how about I drive you to work, then drive myself to work, and then I'll come pick you up when you're done and we'll go get your car.
His suggestion? He'll drop me off at work early, go to work himself, send John to pick me up from work, and then bring my car back when he's done with it and we'll go pick up his car.
Somebody does not want to ride in the car with me because I'm THAT bad of a driver.
Also:
Ok so B accused me of having a crush on Erica.
I dunno not really accused me, I guess. I mean, we were just talking, or I was just telling him about her coming over here on Saturday, and he just kind of said it, like "yeah well you've had a crush on her ever since you met her, I'm not surprised."
And you know, as much effort as I used to put into denying it, I guess I kind of always did. I mean, it sure explains a lot - how else do you become friends with someone that quickly and that randomly? I totally did. I guess I obviously still do.
It's totally harmless and totally not mutual but now I can't help but be wary of her, whatever's going on with her now. It must be so obvious, she must have always known, and I guess she's been kind of taking advantage of it, except, well... is it really taking advantage? I like hanging out with her, I like having a friend and I liked having a housemate. I hated being in that whole house all by myself.
B's known her for a whole lot longer than I have. I mean, not as well, of course, I guess I should say he knows of her. And I guess she doesn't have the best reputation, cause he's not the only person who's said "oh, her? Lara, watch out for her." Which would kind of explain why she doesn't have a whole bunch of friends like you'd think someone who looks and acts like a movie star would.
And she totally got mascara all over my pillow when she slept over on Saturday, too.