I've been sitting here all morning in Max's boxers and tee just surfing through the great beyond that is the internet and all it's writers. Mainly Claire's blog
http://cottonandcandy.tumblr.com
And now that Max has decided it's time to go I come to the realization that the following is about to happen.
1- Get in the car headed for his parents place to meet his grandparents.
2-Me thinking I just need to get changed then bail.
3- Him telling me we won't have time to come back to mine on the way home so I should pack my evenings attire then and there.
4-Me, small nervous breakdown at the thought of being pressured to look fabulous instead of letting it come to me after staring at my creatively pink painted wall for a minute or so.
5-Me finding what I could gather then running to the car.
6-Meeting grandparents, who'll take one look at my lip ring and red hair and question my sanity.
7- Max telling me he's going to get his hair done and that I can get the bus to the mall.
8- Me buying an entirely different outfit and spending my last dollars when what I already had was fine.
9-Me hating what I bought on impulse.
Damnit.
