ImagiNation

Oh the things tequila makes you do

I have a boyfriend now, none other than the Rockstar himself. Didn't you just say you went on a date with some other guy, you ask? Why yes I did. So did the Rockstar, in a fit of jealous rage, fight this other guy in some dramatic fashion with swtich blades involved? Or perhaps they challenged each other in the dangerous game of Chicken, where I beg both not to do it but they have to because it's a matter of pride? The answer is no. No, it was I who realized, after going out with someone else, that no matter how charming some other guy could be- they could never be better than the Rockstar. I realized that I only went out with the other guy because I was afraid of how I really felt and mostly afraid of being rejected.

In steps my friend tequila and I come clean about my feelings. Which comes as a surprise to the Rockstar because I can pretty guarded about how I feel. I even cry- which I hate doing in front of boys (probably because of that whole showing of emotion thing). Then he, naturally, realized that he can't live without me and the rest is history.

posted by imagine @ 12:00 AM