Saturday Night

What I do on Saturday night ...

"Oh well, I went out with my  friends trying to impress my crush by wearing some ridiculusly gorgeous outfit so he'd notice me, then we had this romantic dinner with candles and I had the time of my life. After that, he walked me home and said he would text me later and I watched as he walked away, smiling like an idiot. I went to my room and dance around, replaying the event of the night on my head and finally went to sleep with a smile n my face."

"My Saturday night was a blast."

LIES

I mean, really? You guys really fall for that?

I mean? me? on Saturday night?

Bitch, please. Be realistic.

What my night really went is pretty simple. TV, remote, Glee s4 rerun, and a plate of mango. Yes, mango. I love mango.

Now you probably would've guessed what kind of person I am and slowly  or probably pretty fast  click the X mark on the right top corner of your laptop.

Oh well, I probably should stop ranting and just go to sleep. It just so sad. It's Saturday night.

Yeah..

Gosh, I love my life