Monday, April 25, 2011
Blog 5- get tatted.
The line for blatatatat streched as far as she could see, even from her apartment she could see the line for miles and miles. She didn't want to go outside and face all the hassle and confusion. What was so great about it anyway? It wasn't that great of a store, and she didn't need a job, but she thought about if she did work there. What kind of tattoo's would she give? She saw Justice Scott out her window and thought about what she would give him, she always saw him with money and getting lucky so maybe she would do a four leaf clover with a dollar bill under it. That would be cool, and it would definitely fit him perfectly. She snapped out of her thoughts and realized that she was hungry, she wanted food, but as always there was nothing in the refrigerator. She would just go to Fu-king Chicken and get some food before going out to the club tonight, or was she even up for that? She also needed to return the 3 phone calls her boyfriend left her. "Oops." She thought as she headed out the door.
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ReplyDeletei hear i'm one of them.... you know some idiot, Miranda, thinks i'm a guy... well i'd give her a intricate design of question marks and star burst that looks like a cloud releasing a deep huff of air. all sorts of different colors...why? well she always seems to be flustered or forgetful or rushing or hating something she needs to relax and take some deep breaths. even i know better than to let this place get to you. if you do you'll be stuck here...in a never ending circle of regret.
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