Forbes goes and surprises me. Apparently, Cape May made the list of “America’s Prettiest Towns.” The gesture was nice, Forbes best-of-list-maker, but we all know there aren’t really any strikingly beautiful, quaint, purty little towns here in the good ‘ol dirty. (Don’t get me wrong now, we have some cool places around here..) And don’t try to boost our “tourism” for this state by throwing it up on the list, we don’t need anymore Bennies, please and thankyou.
Running into your boyfriend’s ex-brother in law with his stripper friend and her baby in Walmart. (Still can’t believe I went to Walmart..)
There was really no avoiding it once I saw them, I had to say hello back. I didn’t have much to say. I said, “Wow, didn’t even recognize you.” code for “Wow, you look like shit. Maybe you should eat? What are you, like 85 lbs now?”
It was obvious he was going to ask about his ex-wife. He hinted at it. I said I didn’t know, we no longer speak. He knew.
It was strange. More so because for some reason he came into my thoughts just yesterday; I was wondering if he was carrying on just as poorly as she was.
The whole situation made me sad. Seeing him pretty much solidified my thoughts that they both were not ready for this. The sadness in his face really left a knot in my stomach. Part of me knows deep down that they both still wish they could admit they love each other. They’re both just so stubborn. They both want to blame the other one for whatever it was that made them flip on a dime and tear their marriage, nearly decade long relationship, and friendship to pieces. Now they are both alone to deal with the poor choices they made. I often wonder if they reconsider their decisions; every single one.
It just has me thinking what drives people’s motives. What makes them think, “Hey, this is going alright but you know what would be a good idea? Let’s ruin this! Let’s blow everything out of proportion! Let’s make this so much worse than it is!” Perhaps some individuals are only gluttons for their own pain.
the one obnoxious child has his girlfriend here.
She has a man haircut.
LONG purple hair extension (probably from Clares) cliped to the side of her head.
She has clunky vans on, wearing all black, and more eyeliner than Avril Lavigne.
Oh, to be 15.
I am told I cannot register for class until right before classes begin.
Love my life..
that the automated system is a woman who sounds like she smokes four packs a day.
Don’t smoke ya’ll.
