Last year I had a stalker.
Its okay, do not be alarmed. He was merely a harmless curly-headed skateboarder, but apparently he knew me very well the day I first met him.
I'm minding my own business in the middle of the auditorium when he approaches my friends and me and strikes up a conversation. THEN, out of the blue he turns to me and says, "Do you have B lunch?"
And I had to respond,"Um, yes I do?"
"Yeah, I see you sometimes."
Who says that?? Creepy. I Know.
Then everyday he would pass me in the hallway and make remarks to his friends or flash me a smile, and my friends all knew him as Cinderella's Stalker.
Now a year later, I run into him at Taco Bell, where he just happens to be employed. He asks me if I remember him and continuously made excuses to be close to our table. It was highly entertaining.
The best friend's dad didn't think so. If only looks could kill.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
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1 comment:
guys are so lame. especially that kid. and your brother. haha.
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