Showing posts with label Fuckups. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fuckups. Show all posts
Friday, 1 January 2010
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So we're standing there, right? And Im like, 'All right, WTF, let's do it', and she's like, 'Whoa', and the other guys are like, 'For real?', and I'm like, 'Yeah for real, for sure'.
But then everybody's like, 'Errrrrh', which is kinda frustrating, because earlier on, everybody was like, 'Sweeeeeeeet', and now it just seems like one big, giant, massive, enormous anticlimax.
And I'm feeling more like, 'Come on guys, not again?', but she's like 'Don't dramatise it', and the others are like, 'Hey, things change, and so do we', and suddenly I realize that maybe I chose the wrong girl, the wrong friends, the wrong town... And the wrong pair of shoes because my toes are really freezing.
But then everybody's like, 'Errrrrh', which is kinda frustrating, because earlier on, everybody was like, 'Sweeeeeeeet', and now it just seems like one big, giant, massive, enormous anticlimax.
And I'm feeling more like, 'Come on guys, not again?', but she's like 'Don't dramatise it', and the others are like, 'Hey, things change, and so do we', and suddenly I realize that maybe I chose the wrong girl, the wrong friends, the wrong town... And the wrong pair of shoes because my toes are really freezing.