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Butterfly (profile) wrote,
on 10-18-2003 at 10:06am
Current mood: cranky
Music: someday-nickelback
Subject: My DaTe
turner is supposed to pick me up at 7:00 gets here at 7:30. we go to the movies, and its some damn foriegn flick. obviously hes into them. in the end, isabella didnt get to have her love renardo because...well i didnt get any of the movie but that part, so i dont know y she doesnt get him. anyways, i thank god that the movie is over and i make my way out of the theater, realizing that im by my self. i go BACK into the theater, and find turner CRYING. i freak out ask him wats wrong, he looks up at me as if amazed that im there then points at the fuckin screen and in this raspy, torn voice says, "isabella lost her love, they couldnt be together" then returns to crying. i hug him and finally drag him out of there. we get to the restraunt, and get seated next to this really big family. they have 5 kids from the ages 3-10 and then a little baby. we order, and then the parents of the flock as us to watch their kids. i was like oh ok...sure, thinking they would be gone for 5 minutes tops. i was 40 minutes off. the little hellions were EVIL. the 3 year old twins ran around the restraunt and i had to chase them, brittney the 5 year old "didnt want her shoes on" so she chucked them at me and one hit me on my cheek and now i have a bruise there. then the baby started crying and i had to hold her, and turns out she just needed to throw up on the non-paid, non-hired babysitter. FINALLY the damn parents get back, pay for their meal and leave. no word of thanks, zip. turner didnt help at all. he was still obviously thinking about isabella and renardo. my food is cold, and hes already done, so we just leave. its already time for me to be home so we just head on to my house. but getting there would be to easy. his car breaks down. there was a gas station about 1 1/2 miles back. hE didnt know what was wrong, so i had to look under the hood. he was out of transmission fluid, and out of gas. well he didnt want to leave his car, so i had to carry the the gas jug and walk in my heels to the damn gas station, get gas and transmission fluid, pay for it with my money, and then get a ride back to him. well, i now smell like gas, the food and pop that got spilt on me watching the kids at the restraunt, baby barf, and then my bruised cheek kinda rapped it all together. i get back, have to pay the guy for giving me a ride, and hes on his way back. i go over to the piece of shit car and turners asleep in the back. i try and wake him up and fail. SO i put the gas in, put the transmission fluid in, and then just to be safe, check the tires. he has a flat tire. i attempt to wake him up again, fail again, and so i proceed to change it. thanks to dad i know how to do all this so were good to go. i had 2 broken nails, and grease on my face, plus all the other shit on me. then turner decides its time for his nap to be over. he crawls outta the back and into the front and drives me the rest of the way home. we get home, and he leans over for the kiss. i have a LOT of anger inside me, and so i just punch him square in the face, get out and slamed the door. i get inside, dad jumps up from the couch to yell at me because its exactly 12:03 and i was due at 9:30. he looks at me, his mouth falls open and i walk bye him not caring wat hes gonna say, take off my clothes and climb into bed and dream it was all a dream...i only wish it had been. i dont think ill be seein turner any more
RachelElaine
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Anonymous

Haha, 10-19-03 1:57pm

Dayum girl lmao thats funny but atleast I'll allow you to go on other dates but NO forgerign films NO babysittig and carry a cell phone or walk to a pay phone and call someone who know what they r doing love ya -Nic

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Anonymous

Re: Haha, 10-19-03 9:30pm

Yeah rach Id say nicoles got a point here. But you know what if you had just called home when you got the station, now that would be funny. Just think hi there in his car alone at night no gas. I mean thats just funny. Sorry about the lousy date though....

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