Allysontrapezoid's Blog

Might Be Paranoid.

So far, this week has been characterized by creepy guys in pick up trucks staring at me. Yesterday I was going to mow the lawn, but then I realized that I needed  to get more gas. So I went to the gas station. I didn’t even do anything stupid like try to take the lawnmower with me and try to fill it with gas there or anything. I took the gas container thing-a-majig. So I get there and I pull up to one of the pumps and pay and everything. Then I look over and there’s this creepo guy sitting in a truck blatantly staring me down. Then while I’m pumping the gas into the container he is leaving and he drives by me all nice and slow, and I can just tell that he’s watching me, but I don’t look at him because that would just be awkward. And it wasn’t even like I was in a sketchy part of town or anything. It creeped me out.

THEN, I was home and mowing the lawn, and I was trying to hurry because it looked like it was about to rain. I was in the backyard, but my house is on a corner, so my backyard is clearly visible from the street. This guy drives by in a black pick up truck and his head is turned, watching me the whole time he’s near my house. I don’t know what’s so entrancing about a girl mowing the lawn. And it’s not like I looked all that spectacular either. I was wearing no makeup and my hair was up in a ponytail. I also had on shorts that I seriously bought in the men’s section in Dick’s Sporting Goods, and I had a camisole on. Not one of my best outfits.

Then today I was driving home after just buying the new Jonas Brothers CD. Obviously, I was blasting Paranoid, and I came to a four way stop, where there was a truck with a guy in it already stopped to the left of me. He drove through the intersection, but he was obviously staring me down the whole time. Seriously people. I’m a sixteen year old girl. I like loud music and the Jonas Brothers. Get over it. Stop creeping on me.

In other news, my dad gave me two of the books that came from the American Book Exchange thing. They’re from England. It pretty much made my life. One of them had a price sticker on the front that I almost took off until I realized that the price was in pounds. I’m ecstatic.

AND I’m getting my hair cut tomorrow. This is a very good thing considering the fact that my bangs are rather long at the moment, and It’s rather painful when they decide to poke me in the eyes.

Three days until Lovehammers and the Frantic!!! Can’t wait.