Two posts in a day, within an hour. Something is
obviously wrong. EDIT things are
extremely weird. And yes I´m still in my room, so no rule breaking over here.
So this Friday has been, well like out of some stupid B-class movie. Firstly some background information: I saw a
cool shirt in Berlin this year, my friend liked it too so we both bought it. (Okay
that was uninteresting) Today I then decided to wear it for the first time in
school, and as you are already guessing, she had also picked that same shirt. I
walked into my German-class and started laughing like hell when I saw her, to make
it even better; we both had black jeans and similar necklaces. It all felt like
was back in Primary school where this would have been super cool.
At lunch break
I discovered that I had got a special text message, saying “I have taken care
of it all. No need to be concerned of trees”. WTF was my first thought. So I was now getting messages that were meant
for my dad´s phone. So the long and the short of it; mine phone had
totally flipped out. I have a theory; my
phone was having identity crisis, whether to be a girl or a man. It must be a
harsh life, but that doesn´t give my mobile a right to delete all my old
messages. What will I now do, if the only way to avoid an awkward moment is by
pretending to be busy, by the help of my mobile? Well the weird things didn´t
end here.
When I stepped
out of the subway to the crowded platform, together with a numerous amount of
people, I suddenly felt that somebody grabbed my hand. I looked up and it was
some tall guy. You should have seen his face when he saw who I really was. He
just whispered that he thought I was his girlfriend. The only problem is that didn´t
see no other girl, I guess he lost his GF L
…
So now I´m still sitting on my ass and feeling like a
huge Nolifer. My neighbors opposite to my building are having a party on the
balcony. Before I understood to close the curtains, the party-people had
straight sight to my room, and they weren´t afraid to use that opportunity. I must
have been an amusing experience to look at; me with my huge headphones on, my
dad’s old pajamas on me and in my hand, a glass of coke filled with 105 sugar
cubes.
PS. I’m done with all this. NOW I will go out with my dogs and pretend to be
socially active.
