Wednesday, January 16, 2008
the perfect lie
i've been sitting here for the last five minutes listening to a pretty, popular girl on the phone to her pretty, popular boyfriend, and she has so far yelled at him for not getting work off the next two weekends in a row so she can go ski with him, whined that, since she can't find her wallet, he MUST HAVE TAKEN IT (repeated two or three times), and then demanded that he look in his car for it (although i believe he's currently driving). she has now told him he "needs to get his butt in here now", and when he protested, "lalala, i don't hear you". mind you, they're not fighting. days like this i wonder how relationships at my school ever last.