Hell to Friday!

I think I look like a clown, you can not! You mark a bloody encounter against their will at the insistence of another person, arrives, you go to the appointed place and arrives on time, get dressed the way you like, and is getting everyone to look with disgust. Some more daring call you "ema", others shout banging "Rock'n'roll" while others whisper and laugh. But you have a "FUCK" and is there such a place in the 10, 20, 30, 60 minutes and NOTHING person's reach. You say to yourself: "FROM HELL TO" and walks away pissed off. Later decides to buy a hamburger near his home, the woman says the arrest of the plate broke and I was supposed to wait 20 minutes. Cool, I hope to hungry, 20, 30, 60 minutes and NOTHING. Actually, I look like a clown! But at least the burger came with an hour and twenty minutes late. Well, today I joined Orkut and had a testimony and a note apologizing for the unhappy person, because he went out with friends on Saturday for a beer (in the mall was for MSN), arrived at five in the morning and woke up late, losing meeting time. Asked me to get on MSN, but I did not go and he hoped this time it was. And yet he stood up saying "decepsionado, damn it! Does not he know that it is disappointed with C?! Anyway ... What he does not know is that I called yesterday at the same time to his house, and his father said he was not, but would do even if it was not, and finally found it strange his father said he had gone to the street with friends. Funny, how he was in "street" with no laptop and no lan house, sending Scrap for me? I'm not that stupid! Trembling cardboard that he did. Idiot. Loser.