I went to Vs neighborhood yesterday to buy some clothes i've been meaning to get but didn't have enough money, and there were these white pants i wanted to get from buffalo that were 100$, and extremely sexy. I looked really hot in them when i tried them on last time and i needed to buy them. So i went over there, and, just my luck, the store is closed down for renovations for a month. They just closed last week. What the hell?! On top of it, i found out they just had a huge sale to get rid of everything right before they closed. Imagine i could've gotten those pants so fucken cheap! Anyway, i hung out with V, and these 2 brothers, J and D, to smoke joints obviously. They're really nice. They're the rare type of guys who know how to just hang out with girls without hitting on us all the time... Or maybe it's just me that guys just wanna try to get in my pants all the time... In any case. J & D are really chill, and they invited us to their cousin's wedding on Saturday. So it'll be chill. We get to dress up and it's open bar :-P... And i can go since i don't have a job anymore, clearly. My boss was supposed to call but... i guess i'm just being ditched... I'm still pretty upset about that whole thing. I don't think i can move out anymore, and he hurt my feelings so bad... i liked him. Whatever on my way home last night i was all stoned and stupid so i took the wrong bus, which took me way way out of the way before i realized i wasn't on the right bus. So i was walking around in this foreign neighborhood, all lost, and i went to ask directions to some construction workers. They told me where there's another bus and i finally got to the metro and went home. But once i got to my metro it was really late and it was really scary looking and so i started jogging a bit so i'd get there faster. But then this guy pulls up in this really hot car and he's like, are you ok? and i just said yea i just felt like running cause i'm a little scared. And he thought i was running away from someone cause i was being attacked or something. In retrospect i should've told him "yeah, that's what happened." and made up some fantastical story of being chased by crazy people and running away.... (why can't my life be like that?) In any case, he offered to drive me home, and it wasn't very far, so i said "sure", since he was really cute and sweet looking. So we talked a bit, and it turns out he's a model, he goes to school, but he's 18yrs old! So he's a little young but i actually like that i mean older guys always seem more bitter. Young guys are more exciting some how. Besides whatever he's gonna be 19 in 2 months we're only a few months apart. So i gave him my number and he txted me last night to say goodnight and called me today, but i was sleepy so he said he'd call me back. Anyway i like him for now he's really cute. So he's a model so i'm gonna call him Cover Boy. CB. ok