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Sunday, June 27, 2010

Little Miss Perfect

William has this friend, her name is Barbara. In my head she's like freaking Marcia from the Brady Bunch. She's perfectly looking. When we first started dating he use to always talk about her, like her worshiped the ground she walked on. It was so annoyed by it. I talked to him about it & he actually stopped it. Now it doesn't even bother meh. I was just jealous of her & intimidated by her. He was right. I'm always calling her ugly. She's not ugly, I admit that. She just tries too hard to be attractive. I hate girls like that, they're all high maintenance. She looks like Barbie with all her makeup & hair which isn't fake. That really made meh jealous. She has the most gorgeous curly hair, the kind to die for & I think every girl wants hair like hers. She doesn't have the greatest attitude. I've never met her but he told meh that she's the type of girl to look down upon people b/c she's so great. She'd probably make fun of meh behind my back if we ever meet.

Recently, they got back in touch & have been hanging out, only twice. I'm not even worried. See, I'm content with myself. The first time they hung out I was all shocked. He was like you have nothing to worry about, Barbara has gotten fat, not really fat just alot of weight in her tummy area. It's not attractive. I was like maybe she was pregnant & didn't tell anyone. He said that wasn't it. He just thinks she's starting to get old & lose her looks. Wtf? She's just 21. Old is not the word to describe anyone under the age of 30. I have this theory that she's one of those girl who's worn out by 24. He said now she's gonna be not so hot in the future, he'll finally have a chance with her but he won't want it now. He can't get it b/c he's with meh! Haha.

Apparently, her car broke down, again after she paid $400 to repair it. I was like "geez, what kinda car does she have?" He said a cheap one. She texted him at 7:21 am Friday morning. He was sleeping with meh at the time of those texts. (I read his text that evening.)
Barbara: wake up & come to my apartment.Five minutes later...
Barbara @ 7:25am: Wake up.
Barbara: Please take meh to the strip club to get a job. My car broke down again & I just paid $400...I need some money ASAP.I checked him outbox. He didn't reply....
I talked to him later asking why didn't he take her. He said b/c she knows he doesn't want her doing that. If she has the body, why not? And b/c his friends Josh & Julie work at the club. That would be awkward since she knows him.

They hung out last week. She changed in his car while they were at the park & left her dress, that's what he told meh a few days ago on the phone before he picked meh up. When he came to pick meh up Wednesday night he used his mothers car. I forgot all about it til last night when we took his car to rehearsal. I was sitting in his car waiting in the garage while he looked for his wallet which was still in my bag from the Friday playing at the park. It was in the passengers seat. I had to move it to sit down. At first glance I was like "wtf is this ugly thing?!" Then I was like "oooh, this is what he was talking about! I examined it. It was actually a shirt from Walmart. Did not peg her for the type of girl to have anything from WalMart! His shoes are from Walmart. Perfect cheap match. He joked that I was from Walmart b/c of my quality. He wonders why I said such bad things about him.

As you know, I'm quite creepy. Well here it comes. I asked could I have her shirt. I have no idea what I'm going to do with it, maybe wear it? But I wanted it. He was like "do you really want it?" "It's tacky" It was a quite ugly pattern, blue abstract art. I said yes. He's like "umm, no Brit" I took it anyway. Later that night, I shoved it in my bag when he went inside the house to check if his mother had went to bed yet. Oh yeah, I smelled the shirt. I smelled another girls shirt. Wtf, am I fucking dog? I'm such a weirdo sometimes. It smelled nice tho, unlike my clothes. One sniff of them, your sense won't work for a good week. She uses all that fruity girlie stuff, oh wait, It's called perfume *gags*

Don't ask where these pictures came from. It's called stalking on Facebook. I do it often. That's the place where I stalk people. I hate people who set their pages to private but not that photos. C'mon. I'd be worried about strangers looking at my photos not my shit on my profile which no one cares about you favorite television show.

Look, Barbie Goes Black.
See, awesome hair, looks like a babies hair. I think she was suppose to be modeling but this just looks tacky.Eww, even she has her ugly days. Too much mascara, fish eyesI like this photo b/c of her duck lips.Clubbing..
P.S. Some of you might recognize her, I really hope you don't. Don't ask if you do. I'm not even going into details with that. Let's just say I was having a split personality moment when that happened.

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