Roach
11.20.04 (12:10 pm) [edit]
Once, I had a date with a guy named Ryan. I was a sophomore in college, he was a junior. football player. kind of had a creepy knome like face.
We were supposed to get 'dressed up'--his idea. For some reason, having gone to my university, where people do not date, the boys who have suggested this to me really crack me up.I know thats just awful-- and please, i love getting dressed up and going out--love it.
But for a guy to suggest it-- y--so they want to make sure I know they are going to get 'dressed up'. I have feelings of accompanying my younger brother to church. I guess I would feel more comfy if the guy had said, 'Mariana, I'd like to take you to ________ (fill in name of really nice place). I want to see you in a great dress.' But Ryan said, 'Let's get dressed up. And go out' He kind of grunted all of this, to tell you the truth.
B shows up mid-dressing up process, and huffs around my dorm room, acting as if i have broken some huge fidelity bond by agreeing to go out with Ryan. After we have recently broken up as a result of the lovely Sara.....
He leaves, satisfied that C will go smoke with him and drive around. for some reason, driving around that year was considered a legitimate activity.
But Ryan shows up, and I have on my party dress. He makes really nice comments, even makes me blush. He looks great. I ask him to sit down.
on my inflatable chair--(hey someone gave it to me for high school graduation)
I rush into the closet, looking for my purse. I tell him what i am loking for. He says, oh I think its right here.
I walk out of the closet.
Suddenly, our world moves in slow motion.....the purse i have been looking for is sitting on the coffee table, not two feet from Ryan. I move toward it, my hand reaching out...
and two antennas poke out of the purse....then a huge, mother-of-all roaches crawls out and seems to turn to look directly at me and say,
'yo. found the pretzels you stole from bryan o' neils. and leave me some cardboard lying around sometime girl, i gotta eat a bot more or i'll starve,'
'have fun on the date with mr. beefie'
We were supposed to get 'dressed up'--his idea. For some reason, having gone to my university, where people do not date, the boys who have suggested this to me really crack me up.I know thats just awful-- and please, i love getting dressed up and going out--love it.
But for a guy to suggest it-- y--so they want to make sure I know they are going to get 'dressed up'. I have feelings of accompanying my younger brother to church. I guess I would feel more comfy if the guy had said, 'Mariana, I'd like to take you to ________ (fill in name of really nice place). I want to see you in a great dress.' But Ryan said, 'Let's get dressed up. And go out' He kind of grunted all of this, to tell you the truth.
B shows up mid-dressing up process, and huffs around my dorm room, acting as if i have broken some huge fidelity bond by agreeing to go out with Ryan. After we have recently broken up as a result of the lovely Sara.....
He leaves, satisfied that C will go smoke with him and drive around. for some reason, driving around that year was considered a legitimate activity.
But Ryan shows up, and I have on my party dress. He makes really nice comments, even makes me blush. He looks great. I ask him to sit down.
on my inflatable chair--(hey someone gave it to me for high school graduation)
I rush into the closet, looking for my purse. I tell him what i am loking for. He says, oh I think its right here.
I walk out of the closet.
Suddenly, our world moves in slow motion.....the purse i have been looking for is sitting on the coffee table, not two feet from Ryan. I move toward it, my hand reaching out...
and two antennas poke out of the purse....then a huge, mother-of-all roaches crawls out and seems to turn to look directly at me and say,
'yo. found the pretzels you stole from bryan o' neils. and leave me some cardboard lying around sometime girl, i gotta eat a bot more or i'll starve,'
'have fun on the date with mr. beefie'