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says what she feels..
Sunday, September 11, 2005
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| :: I'm so screwed
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I don't understand this fixation with me being the VIP server. I don't provide exceptional service, not even close. Hmm, Jessica says it's my strength. Err, clue me in please? Going to work yesterday was a waste of time. No cute guys nothing. Maybe there were, but since I'm stuck serving the bridal table I don't exactly have the time to explore the back of the ballroom right? All the cute guys usually sit at the back. ~ Sigh~
The worse part was I had spent the time stuck to the B.I.T.C.H, since the both of us were the youngest there not counting a very 'dao' girl who didn't talk to anyone all night and a front desk staff who can always be counted on to disappear when you need her. Anyway, the bazhang says she's given up on N. Yeah, given up my foot. And pigs will fly. Maybe she's telling the truth (or not) I don't really give a damn. As long as she doesn't piss me off anymore, I will consider not saying anything bad about her.
I did tell her about the horrible sort of date I went on with Willie. Willie's this guy I know at work who's already 30. I don't know why he doesn't hold a full time job and never asked. We get along well enough even though I can't stand the crap that comes out of his mouth sometimes. He's the clingy guy that I will never go out with. I didn't know why I agreed to go out with him in the first place. First of all, he's kind of creepy. We agreed to meet at City Hall but I was late. When I reached the place I couldn't see him so I sort of walked around to pass the time. When I called him to check where he was, he said that he's already there and sitting at some corner observing me. That scared the shit out of me. I hate guys who do that. The last guy who did that is no longer in contact with me. Seriously, I need my space and loathe guys (or girls for that matter) who are clingy whether or not they are my BFs. Secondly, he sprouts crap every other sentence and criticizes everyone other than himself. That day alone, he dissed basically everyone at GWP even me. I'm too tired to listen to him much. He repeats himself all the time. Lastly, he talks too much. I've never met anyone who talks as much as him, ok maybe except for York who loves to talk about himself (too much, then again he's kind of cute looking) and the Stalker back when he loved to preach his philosophical bullshit.
Why do I attract this kind of guys? Seriously, I get all these creepy and clingy types. I must have the potential to be the best girlfriend ever, cause I don't need my BF to report to me daily. I want to be free to look/drool at other guys, free to go out anytime with anyone I want.
I sound like a loose woman.Labels: GWP
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