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By Jon Date: 2002 Jan 11 Comment on this Work [[2002.01.11.19.37.24885]] |
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"Don't you have a date with Mr. Perfect tonight?" I said "Yes I do, and no he isn't Mr Perfect." she said "Oh, oh, yes he is. He is the guy that all the girls dream about." "Well, not me. I don't even want to go. It's just that he's been trying to go on a date with me for the past year and I'm starting to feel bad. Saying that I'm washing my hair can only work so many times." "Yeah well, he's Mr. Perfect, of course he's persistent and that's what the ladies love about him. He just doesn't give up." "You're such a nerd." "Oh, sorry, I can't be as perfect as Mr. Perfect. I'm sorry for being such a nerd." "Hehe you know what I mean." "No, really I don't I'm not Mr. Perfect." "Is something wrong? What's with the attitude today anyway?" "Nothing...absoultely nothing." "Fine whatever then, can we just drop the subject then?" "Sure I wouldn't want to upset you right before you're dream date tonight." "Ugh fine." "Well, I have to go. I'm going to take a nap." she said sighing. "Okay." "I'll call you later after he takes me home." "IF he does." "Shutup, you're such a nerd. Well, bye." "Bye." Putting the phone down I start to think to myself that maybe I should have said more. I should have said all of the things that I've hiding for so long in my heart. I need you. I want you. I miss you. I love you. But then again... I'm not Mr. Perfect. |