Also, I ran into a few guys I went to high school with at Gracies last night (obviously, that place is Pius reunion station). One of the guys is like my best friend, we chat all the time and he’s actually really cool. The others, not so much. One of them used to knock my books out of my hands ALL THE TIME when I was in ninth grade and like four feet tall, and he was a football player. Now that I’ve grown, got longer hair and boobs apparently it means he wants to talk to me. EXACT DIALOGUE FROM LAST NIGHT:
I’m at the bar getting a drink
him: hey, can i buy you a drink?
me: uhh no, you clearly don’t remember who I am.
him: yeah you’re the girl I wanna buy a drink for.
me: no i’m the one you used to torment in high school all the time.
him: no that wasn’t me, i’d remember you if I went to school with you.
me: yeah, we did.. for six years..
him: but you’re hot now!
….. YUP. So basically i came home to fb messages from these guys and I’m just like well okay deleeeeeete.
BUT IT’S HALLOWEEN SO I DON’T EVEN CARE AND I LOVED MY MAKESHIFT COSTUME. bamn.
Tagged as: halloween.