Monday, September 10, 2007

In which I am apparently 11 years old again.

About three days after my first date with T, S came home and informed me she had, um, broken up with a dude, J, that she was…never actually dating. T and I had decided to hang out together before our class on Wednesday night.

S: So, I’m declaring this week a no boy week.
M: …What? Why would you do that?
S: I’m older and wiser than you. I really think this is for your benefit.
M: Um, you are only about ten days older than me.
S: Yeah, well, I also told you not to date guys from our school. You can’t handle dating yet, M. This is for your good.
M: …Oh my gosh.

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