I probably shouldn't have agreed
to go on another date.
I was just watching Good Will Hunting
and it inspired me for the first 95% of the movie and then
it suddenly sucked when he went to chase the girl
he didn't love because he felt guilty. Like,
why didn't you take one of those badass jobs, Will?
Anyway, we're getting Five Guys, which tastes good,
but I don't really have anything to talk about anymore.
It's awkward. Burgers don't taste good
when you feel awkward. I feel like Ron Swanson
when he uses the automatic door closer, or
when he celebrates his birthday alone in a locked room
with a steak and whiskey and a good movie.
That would be nice right now.
We agree to watch TV together but there's nowhere to watch it
and I don't feel like bringing her to my apartment and her
roommate is in her room so no TV, we decide.
We joke to each other about a next time,
which is a joke
because there won't be a next time,
and really,
it's for the best.
I feel blissfully free as I drop her off.
I don't care who my ex is fucking.
What is the Stantonian Association of Interesting People?
My friends, this blog is dedicated to those men and women who go out of their way to be remarkably interesting. In other words, all of those fascinating Stanton students (or, in the rarest of cases, students from other schools) can join this blog to appreciate creative writing developed by us students. I, Braden Beaudreau, the creator of this blog, will post my past, present, and future works on this website, and those who join and comment will get the same opportunities. May all of you live in happiness and peace, and never forget: being interesting is the only way to stand out from the masses.
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