So, I get out of the shower, all nice and clean, humming to myself as I dry off. Look down, and there is definetly a huge black spider (bigger than a quarter) running across my stomach. I give a clearly non-squealy battle yell and proceed to smash it against my stomach with a towel. Squish. Lets just say I needed another shower
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no non-squealy battle yells for me. HELL NO. i squeal like draco running from lord voldemort in the forbidden forrest. HELL NO is that thing gonna touch me! especially when im NAKED!!! JESUS. it could have crawled into a very sensative orifice! AHHHH! *dies*
*showers over and over at the thought*
and best of luck at prom, darling. maybe he's just a little shy boy. they're like that sometimes. and you dont need the luck, you deserve it.
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I'm just about to leave to pick him up at the train station... I'm sooo nervous!! I don't know what'll happen this weekend. Eek. Literally, anything could happen, I just don't know what to expect! *dies* I'll tell you all about it later... bye for now! (Still wish me luck, either way :P)
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