<-- What Tru would feel like if I really did write a whole blog about her.
What the hell??? I don't get it. Do people not know the meaning of hate/dislike vs. love/like????? I really don't get it.
I mean seriously...I say I don't like someone, and then all of a sudden I somehow turn into liking that person...and people still annoy me for it. Want the story? Here it is:2 Weeks before IB Talent Show Tryouts:
My friend and I decide to do a dance for the IB Talent Show...but this time, it should be a girl and guy dance. Yes, with real guys. So, I ask R (a Gujju kid) to dance and he's like, 'Yes, I'll do it with you.' We are both really really really happy, 'cuz we never thought that we could get him to do it. And then, we asked him to ask T to do it with us. He's this black kid who watches Indian movies (surprise...not really). Of course, R tells us that he asked and T said he would think about it...and R begins to help us choose the song. Soon, though, we had to leave becuz we had lots of homework and it was getting late.
Next Day:
T is not at school 'cuz he has a tennis game in Yuma. R doesn't say anything and we don't talk about it.
Day After:
After 1st hour, I ask T about doing the dance, and he is so completely confused. He didn't even know what I was talking about, so I told him to ask R. Later, I see and he's like, "Oh, I'll think about it." I told him, "That's what you told me before...or, well, you told R who told me." And he was like," R never asked me. Dude, he is one big liar."
Day After That:
I ask him again, before Physics starts. And you know what they say? "Oh, we have a stomp group that we said we'ld do, so we will give most of our thoughts to that. I don't think we'll have time to do your dance." Man, did I get mad. "Then why did you R, tell me that you would do it, and you, T, say you would think about it. Therefore, you didn't come up with this stomp group until yesterday. You guys could have said something about it." Man wasn't I pissed. (This story goes off to a waaaaaaaaaay different tangent after this, so I'm not going to get into it.) That whole day, I thought about it too. I refused to speak to R and if he would talk to me, I was like, "Dude, you are just the biggest hole in the universe."
Week of IB Talent Show Tryouts:
I find out during English that R didn't try out for the IB Talent Show Tryouts. Apparently, his group "kind of dissolved" to put it in his words. "Ha!" I tell him. "That's what you get for what you did!!!!"
Kind of randomly, one of my friends tells me, "Oh, I think you like R."
"I don't!!!" I reply. "Dude, I hate him."
"No, its actually quite obvious you like him. You always complain about him."
"Well, duh, I would complain about him every time I see him. What else do you think I think of??"
We ended that convo rite there tho. My math teacher gives us her look and we just quiet down. Somehow, though, the whole IB group thinks I like him. I'm sick of saying no, I don't like him. I still don't get it...how the hell did hate = like???? And some people think we're going out too...this is what gossip gets to nowadays.
Anyways, one last thing. Does anyone think I should dress up spirit week? I'm still not sure...
2 comments:
ami hates R. end of story:)
oh no wait, there is more..before the story ends."they live happily ever after". HA!
alright fine..ami hates R:)
To Tru: The only time I'm dressing up is for the hat day, 'cuz I have a cool hat...one that I made.
To Anon: Who is this? And whoever it is, I don't like R...and that's final.
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