Oh. Reality.

Reality is a devilish vixen, who will tempt and tempt until she can tempt no more, but she will never let you come quite close enough to touch the fishnets. Yes, friends, you guessed it. Scottish boy... has been debunked. Turns out my scottish love, was a Scottish dud.

I talked to my friend, since he was staying with her family. Turns out Scottish boy is the world's biggest piece of shiz, so. Awesome. I mean here I was all ready to show up at her house under the pretense of bringing her cookies for being such a great friend. Like, "Hey thanks for being such a good friend and also who was that kid sitting with you Sunday because I want to have his babies? Okay, thanks again, Love Shelby." But you know, I didn't want to seem too transparent.

But I guess this kid, his name is Gregor, is like the biggest meany face of all meany faces. He's super arrogant and made fun of the way my friend looked, and trust me, he had no right to, she is ridiculously hot. He thought she was ignorant and always wrong because she was female and American. Yeah, okay, bub. If dental work is wrong? I don't want to be right. Gap-toothed sicko. He was super two-faced and ungrateful and he beat up her friend at the regional, just for fun! So she slapped him, and he just laughed and thought she was a silly American girl who didn't know how to handle her attraction to him. What the haaaaaaay-ellll. Whhh-eeere do you get off? Urghhh!

Stupid Gregor. More like, Gag-gor. Or Gay-gor. Hahahahah. Oh my insult lists could go on and on. I guess I'm just blogging about this to say, this is why I never notice boys. Because stuff like this always happens! Just once, I'd like to be attracted to someone in a fantastical way and not have them turn out to be a Scottish jerkface. Just once, reality. Could I just have that? Sigh. No, I can't, can I?

Well, then. A pox upon him. I am over it :) Hahah. Too awesome!