Am I the only one who thinks Adele’s ‘Someone Like You’ sounds like Jackson 5-era Michael?
Just got picked up. About damn time.
“whats ur address”
“It’s Building 4, on Lindley Ave., past parking lot F8 towards Lassen”
“no i need a street address for gps silly”
“there is no exact street address, it’s a college dorm…”
i’m still here.
These posts about being on time are hilarious only because you posted that you needed to stop having severe anxiety about getting places on time.
Just because I posted about it doesn’t mean that I stopped having it.
And I was trying to get to a concert, that I’m going to have to miss. And my brother has an all-day baseball tournament tomorrow, and another game sunday, so I won’t see him much if we don’t go to the show tonight because there’s a chance I’d spend the night at Rachelle’s.
At this point it’s not even getting there on time. It’s not like “what if i miss the first few minutes,” it’s “I missed classes that I easily could’ve gone to for you, and you’re not even on your way to get me, therefore spoiling my evening, you fucking bitch.”
i thought we’d leave a little after 9
i’d get in town by 3, pick up my little brother from school, drop his stuff at home, then drive to the BART station and take public transportation to the city, see M. Ward and then see Robert Plant
i won’t be on the road for at least half an hour, i won’t be in town till probably 6pm, fifteen minutes after Robert Plant starts his set. There’s no way i can get there in time to see any of it, because it’ll take an hour to get to the park by the time I actually get to the BART station.
i’m this close to calling her the c-word on the internet. or in the review we can post online.
SHE HASN’T EVEN PICKED UP THE OTHER GIRL IN FUCKING SHERMAN OAKS
SHE’S MORE THAN FIFTEEN MINUTES AWAY BECAUSE SHE JUST TOLD ME SHE’D CALL WHEN SHE WAS FIFTEEN MINUTES AWAY
FUCK YOU, DEBORAH ROMBAUT.
it’s fucking noon
i missed a quiz that i could’ve taken because of this lady’s lateness. it would’ve been one thing if i missed it because i was a hundred miles away BUT I’M STILL FUCKING ON CAMPUS.
SHE’S JUST NOW ON HER WAY TO THE AUDITION
SHE SAID “i’ll drop by the office at 10 and see if they’ll take me early”
IT’S 10:35 AND SHE’S JUST ON HER WAY
THEN SHE HAS TO PICK UP SOMEONE IN SHERMAN OAKS
THEN GET ME
THEN TAKE ME TO ALAMEDA
OH MY GOD
THERE’S NO WAY I’M GETTING TO THIS CONCERT ON TIME
THAT WAS ME HITTING THE KEYBOARD WITH MY HEAD
If I was a secret agent, I’d want to be called Special Agent Ross Hashanah.
there was this girl i went to high school with who’s like two years younger than me and i was never ~attracted to her but i always thought she was cute, and then i found out who her boyfriend is and he’s one of those people i’ve never met but just want to punch in the face.
the royal wedding wasn’t even a two-night event.
I ain’t sayin she a gold digger but she did move west to california in 1849.
the lady driving me to the bay area tomorrow messaged me to tell me she’s leaving later so that i won’t have to miss class and so she can audition for something
YOU MADE A COMMITMENT TO LEAVING AROUND 9AM
WHAT DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND ABOUT “I WANT TO GET TO THE BAY AREA BY MID-AFTERNOON”?