Wednesday, December 7, 2011

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I was at this bar as usual and we were playing “have you met my man thing” with the help of my wingman which is my best friends. There was this girl. She looks so hot in the way she stood in front of us, dressing like a corporate woman. She acts like a nice girl with a nice job. There we go when Barney approaching her at the back and say “had you met my friend Ted?” and he left me with this girl. I am actually attracted to her by the way she looking. Barney said she is a hooker but I strongly argue with that fact. I bet she was the nice girl, the one that I waited for a long time. The one who gonna be my soul mate and a few days later we were dating for first time and after I all for her, my best friend Barney stop by my place and told me something that I would never think about it. I thought she is a nice person at all but all of my thought about her was wrong. She is so mean and like to toys with other people feeling. “ohh damn..How could I fall to that kind of woman. I bet good looks are not the best way to judge people and that sucks”. She is a whore, hooker and prostitute like Barney said earlier. That night I went to search her at her work place and guess what I saw? She is really what Barney told me that evening. Somehow that kind off hurts me inside. So, I end up my day in alley that night beaten by some punks who trying to rob me. The feeling of loss is double. I lost the girl that I fallen to and more importantly I lost the money that him gonna use to buy the latest ipad. That really sucks and this day has been put in my “Hall Of Misery Days Moment.” I locked myself for few days in my room, making my all of my friends worried about me but I am in terrible condition right now. Thinking that I am fall in love with a hooker? That gross.
 The next day, i finally out of my room and that make all my friends happy a kind of bit. Barney still making fun of me that im being love with a hooker but who cares? Luckily for me i still have my friends around. It is better than having a hooker by my side all the time.