story: number 1. Whatever is up your ass, its sideways anddd should be removed.

This is my first blog, i can safely say. i have a ton of interesting stories but no one to read 'em. i promise i wont let you down. Leave commets if you want(: well here it goes. P.S. Names are unrelated.

 So him and i finally are dating! The "coool" thing thats happening around this time, is apartment parties. The one you can always spot where him and i are going to be is what everybody calls THE APT. ehh yeah lameish. Even though there's been catty ass girls trying to own their terriory, they dont scare me one bit. Last night i went to go see him at THE APT, fully knowing that one catty bitch wasn't going to be there that night. I do not bother dealing with bulshit drama, let alone pee-brain bimbos. I got there and everything was nice, we laughed and talked about relationship things and he was looking gooooood. but what do know,,,,, SHE shows up. Him and i were in a differnet room and we here the front door open, with an irritated and shrill voice she said " WHERE IS SHE?" right away, that she, was me. She found us in the other room and glared me down with piercing eyes, as if i was threatened by this 88 pound blonde fake-n-bake creature. i wasn't. She stormed out after seeing that the stare down game did not phase me. My boyfriend got up and was in a pissed off kind of mode, seeing that we couldn't get some decent time to ourselves so we walked out and went to the nearest park area. Which i found romantic(: Come to find out, the rest of the people at the apartment (excluding the blonde bitch) came over to the park and hung out with us, the party came to us! And then after awhile we all decided to head back to the apartment, coincedently we came just in time to see the freak show blowout. SHE was all huffy and walking to her car with a gal pal that repeats every word that comes out of the blonde bitches mouth. TYPICAL. there's always the dumb one there for moral support. If anything, she was just being used as the blonde bitchs' backup, or follower so to speak. In the short distance from where my boyfriend and i stood, she managed to turn back at me and screech " YOU BETTER BE HAPPY THAT I'M LEAVING, SLUT...CUZ IF YOU'RE STILL HERE WHEN I COME BACK, I WILL BEAT YOUR ASS." I was kinda zoning out and just giving her this look, like she was a crazed psycho path and it seemed to piss her off more. My boyfriend then stands in front of me, blocking my view of her and tells me to not make eye-contact. It looked like that worked because she got in her car and left. So in the end, i got my man, i got to have fun at the party and the blonde cunt left. Ding dong the bitch is gone.