this is the story of a girl...

I stole Meg's sad clock because I have decided that waiting for anything is overrated, and thats how I looked, minus the clock-y parts when I stupidly waited for nothing...

Waiting is dumb. I hate waiting for things. For example: I called Odessa after work last night because they deliver late. they told me 45 minutes, I told them that was redic because I just wanted a wrap, they said it wasn't McDonald's, I told them to fuck themselves. I am not the most patient person...but sometimes, due to the fact that I am

 a sucker, I will wait.

This one time I made brunch plans with this friend of mine whom I was linked to romantically. He decided to sleep at some other girls house and not set an alarm. I went to the place, waited, and nothing. I swore I'd never wait again. But a sucker is always a sucker.

let's not rant, let's illustrate this. (aka I should be writing mad final papers in order to graduate but eh, I just saw a sappy romantic movie and it made me sad!)

Hypothetical chick at hypothetical place and time. with a bunch of her friends. waiting for dude who keeps lettin her down. 

hypothetical girl at hypothetical place and later time. (tears didnt really happen but they make for good tv.) this usually how waiting ends up. lameeee.

A. notice time stamp

B. color change clothes, bow, and clock. pretty space aged technology!

C. my sad clock is nowhere near as good as meg's

Moral of story. No one likes waiting. it's pretty lame. 

Thanks Patrick Dempsey!