Out of control

Out of control. That is what I am. But I LIKE it! Also, not really, but I did have some interesting experiences this weekend and some fun times were had out in Hollywood. And sorry, but I'm not telling you about all of it. Mainly because I'm embarrassed.

Oh, wait. Let me back up. Remember cute bus guy? Yes, well I finally worked up the nerve to say something to him. Of COURSE, he sits next to me on the day when I haven't showered and look like a total hot mess and probably smell bad.  But whatever, I went for it anyways. After nervously racking my brain for something to say, I finally take a deep breath, annnddddd..

Me: Do you know where a hardware store is around here?
Him: No, not on Wilshire, I don't know of one.
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Me (in my head): fuuucccckkkkkkkk.

So that was it. I know what you're thinking. Hardware store?? What?? Let me explain. First off, I really did need some hardware. I need screws for my shelf because Ikea didn't provide them (actually, I think my mom threw them away on accident), and I thought maybe the conversation could continue on that vein. Something along the lines of him asking me what I was doing and me explaining I just moved, need to put up a shelf, etc. And then he would offer to help and/or ask me out for a drink. But no, he didn't say anything else and I wanted to die. Major fail. Very sad. Now the question is, can I ever say anything to him again or should I just shut up forever? I'll probably shut up forever. I'm so mad. And the best part, there is a hardware store like, right at my stop but I was too mad to go in and now I still don't have any damn screws. Also, I already knew where the hardware store was, but I thought playing dumb was a good way to get a guy. I've seen it work before. Multiple times.

In conclusion, Friday was a total fail with boys. Saturday night was slightly more successful, but still pretty lame. But that is for another day. Right now, I have never wanted a chicken sandwich so bad in my  life, so I'm going to find one. My roommate is also listening to horrible screaming music and I need to leave the house. Until next time....

Dream big people!