stupid show-off
heather complimented me in front of the bosses’ niece on my “sneak out of the house without locking it” tactics and i had to re-enact the moment. unfortunately i did better the first time than during my re-enactment. last night in showing them how cool i am while running through a garage and hurdling over a laser-beam sensor in a mini skirt and high heels, i accidentally slammed my thigh at 90 miles an hour into the cement wall in front of their house and almost fell over in pain. i hid it well and had to excuse myself immediately in order to get myself home and CRY BECAUSE I WAS IN SO MUCH PAIN. and all the while, i could feel the pulsing throbbing blood pushing through my skin forming the most incredible bumpy disgusting bruise ever.
anyone wanna come over for a home cooked meal?