A day in the life of...

The young have something no one else has or ever will have. Time.

It's true. We are smart, beautiful and...alcoholic.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

"...and that's when it fell off in my hand"

As if she was going to get out of it that easy.

About two months ago, J had a one-night-stand. Nothing unusual about that. In fact, it wasn't even a particularly good one-night-stand. After a fight with Druggie J had found herself all alone and feeling a bit pissed off so she just went after any old opportunity. And she was disappointed.

Since then she's seen him a few times, and started hanging out with (and hooking up with) several of his mates. Poor guy though seems to have fallen for her. They had an awkward drunken chat where he declared he though she might be the one (hence why he will be known as 'the one' from now on). J ignored it along with his dozens of text messages suggesting they hang out and made it obvious she considered him a friend. And not a particularly close one at that. But there was to be no escape. He's always there attempting to cock block her and he's acting worse than Wow. He even added A on facebook, although he's never met her. Wow did too, but at least they'd spoken.

Then to top it all off he sent her a text saying 'I'm really sorry about our first sexual encounter, I've never failed to make a girl scream before.' That was all it said. How do you even respond to that?

There's only one way really. Do not reply.