Yup that's right folks. The very man that made me a wasted lover has now made me his wife. This should prove exactly how neurotic I am. Last week I hate him, this week I am married to him.
So I went away for a while and was staying with this TEH HOTTIE named Will. He's a really nice guy and all but he was, and I'll have to be honest, a dumb jock. I don't like to sterotype so I'll just say a dumb sports fanatic. On the plus side I did watch the superbowl for the first and probably only time in my life. But Will was very sweet. He treated me good and took care of me and I think he did manage to accumlate some feelings for me. But by the end of the third day he was saying "I love you" so I know that what he was feeling will be easily replaced by another girl. He'll I liked his annoying friend better than I did him. Well not liked, but I got along with him better. I was going to stay with him though cuz I thought maybe he just needed a little time to loosen up around me.
I went bowling with Will twice. The first time I was so bored it was horrible and cold. The second time is when i called it off for good. After me and Frank got married he still had feelings for me. But we wanted to still be friends. I just overlooked him and he tried very hard not to say anything he shouldn't have. He taught me how to play pool. I was able to hit a few random balls in before he showed me. Now I'm able to hit a few random balls in as well... but it takes longer because I stare at the ball for a good while before I decide to hit it. That way it looks like I'm doing something terribly important and intimidating! We were having fun until these two drunk guys decided they wanted to play with us. Then I had to be in 'super-jock' mode myself and win this pool game. That or deal with a defeated jock for the rest of the night. Well we won all but the last game. Although I did get yelled at quite a bit in the middle. Which was a big indicator that I did not want to be with this guy. But he was soooo ******** hot. OMG so ******** hot. Also he would talk s**t about his best friend behind his back. That's a terrible thing to do. Nice guy, yes. Decent person, no.
So when Frank asked me to marry him I said yes. Of course I will because deep down I know we belong together. It's just the way it's gotta be.So we went down the the court house and signed the papers. Then we waited at the Jusice of the Peace's mother's house where he said the actual vows and promptly turned into a pompus a**. "Normally I get tipped $50" Sorry bud, we're young, in love and that means poor. We gave him everything we had but $3 so we could get a pack of cigarettes. I have a very pretty ring as does Frank. I'm happy.
 Future Mistake · Fri Feb 18, 2005 @ 01:35am · 0 Comments |
