The Beginning

Woah, I'm such a follower. I have a blog too. Go me. But it's only to tell the funny stories I think of when no one is around for me to talk to. Or, when I don't want to talk to anyway. In other words, expect some good stories. Because they will be good.

The great thing you fail to realize about a secret blog is that no one knows about it. I can write whatever I want, because unless you for some reason thought I had a blog then set out trying to find it, you wouldn't be reading this. Btw, if you're reading this, I hate you

So let's tell a story, shall we? This morning's story is about homecoming. My mother was bugging me at the play yesterday about making a garter. She wants to make it again this year, I'm fine with that. But...

Her: "So who are you going to go with? Or who do you want to go with?"
Me: "Um, well, Nick is my backup"
Her: "Backup? What in the world?"
Me: "Well, like if neither of us find other dates, we go with each other. It's practically rejection free."
Her: "Well, what's the deadline on this? I want to pick up the supplies tomorrow!"

It went on like that for a while... Finally the play started. Whew. But you know, she's just going to ask me later, and I still won't know the answer.