Tuesday, March 23, 2004
What Do You Do When A Stranger Swears That They Met You?
Music in Background: Bent by Matchbox 20
Feeling: Slightly apprehensive
I'm starting to get freaked out because of this girl called Irma that I met when I volunteered at the Open House that UTSC held. She just kind of came up to me and started talking to me and she knew my name. Now it was during the elections so I couldn't exactly be rude to her, but how the hell did she know my name? I didn't put up any pics of me with my poster. Well I laughed it off and told her I felt bad because I didn't know who she was, never mind the fact that I never saw her in my entire life. The she started to go on and on about some story about how we met, but when I think about it, it had no substance what so ever. I don't ever remember meeting this girl.
Then Micha told me I had to usher somewhere off, and I ran off to saftey.
But bugger it all, I ran into her again and she seemed normal and nice. So we switched e-mails. And damn it to hell, she added me to her msn. Then she went on about sleepovers (In your dreams, and maybe not even there.) and how I could go over onto rez and blah, blah.
She's either really, really desparate for friends or absolutly nutty.
And now this girl is trying to set me up, one of her other friends named Ryan is talking to me, but it seems everytime I talk to him he has a completly different name, but I'm not sure about the e-mail and somehow I got dragged into going to not only Release (Which is a comedy show and I was planning to go to it anyway.), but the Mega Pub after it. And I don't drink, and I can't even with fake ID since someone I know is running it and he knows for sure that I'm not 19.
The funniest thng about this is that I'm not exactly sure what her name is.
Damn it all to hell.
So, anyone interested in coming to Release and the pub after? You can pretend that you're my date. Even if you're a girl. We can pretend to be lesbains. Just please, please protect me. I can't think of any way of getting out of this unless I lie, but the problem with that something happens and the other person finds out. (Not due to me. I'm usually a good liar. Come on, I'm a girl and an Asain in the bargain.)
Please? Or phone me right after the Release show and say that something really big happened. Like you got into an accident and I have to get to you... yeah, I'm your emergency contact.
I wonder how I get into these situations.
Ending Song: Bigger, Stronger, Faster by Coldplay. The sexual implications in the title...
Feeling: Slightly apprehensive
I'm starting to get freaked out because of this girl called Irma that I met when I volunteered at the Open House that UTSC held. She just kind of came up to me and started talking to me and she knew my name. Now it was during the elections so I couldn't exactly be rude to her, but how the hell did she know my name? I didn't put up any pics of me with my poster. Well I laughed it off and told her I felt bad because I didn't know who she was, never mind the fact that I never saw her in my entire life. The she started to go on and on about some story about how we met, but when I think about it, it had no substance what so ever. I don't ever remember meeting this girl.
Then Micha told me I had to usher somewhere off, and I ran off to saftey.
But bugger it all, I ran into her again and she seemed normal and nice. So we switched e-mails. And damn it to hell, she added me to her msn. Then she went on about sleepovers (In your dreams, and maybe not even there.) and how I could go over onto rez and blah, blah.
She's either really, really desparate for friends or absolutly nutty.
And now this girl is trying to set me up, one of her other friends named Ryan is talking to me, but it seems everytime I talk to him he has a completly different name, but I'm not sure about the e-mail and somehow I got dragged into going to not only Release (Which is a comedy show and I was planning to go to it anyway.), but the Mega Pub after it. And I don't drink, and I can't even with fake ID since someone I know is running it and he knows for sure that I'm not 19.
The funniest thng about this is that I'm not exactly sure what her name is.
Damn it all to hell.
So, anyone interested in coming to Release and the pub after? You can pretend that you're my date. Even if you're a girl. We can pretend to be lesbains. Just please, please protect me. I can't think of any way of getting out of this unless I lie, but the problem with that something happens and the other person finds out. (Not due to me. I'm usually a good liar. Come on, I'm a girl and an Asain in the bargain.)
Please? Or phone me right after the Release show and say that something really big happened. Like you got into an accident and I have to get to you... yeah, I'm your emergency contact.
I wonder how I get into these situations.
Ending Song: Bigger, Stronger, Faster by Coldplay. The sexual implications in the title...
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