I started to freak out, especially when he rang the doorbell like three more times, but he finally left (thank God!). Then, several hours later, I was completely unsuspecting; however, the memory of sketchy ghetto dude was fresh in my mind as the doorbell rang AGAIN. This time, I decided I would look out the window first.
So, I went into my brother's room and looked out the window. Unfortunately, I am not stealthy like I thought and three GORGEOUS guys dressed up really nice looked up to the window and starting waving to me. I was mortified since I'm in my pajamas and look terrible. So I ducked back into the room and didn't answer the door. Kind of sad, they were cute and obviously had some sort of sense of humor as they waved to me. Damn, I coulda gotten a phone number.
Ah well, I guess it wasn't meant to be. And, like my mom said, three of them and one of me, probably a bad idea, not that they'd want me lol. I look like crap and have a monthly visitor from hell. Ah well, that was the crazy afternoon that wasn't really crazy after all. I have a lot of homework to do tomorrow, not looking forwards to it at all, actually. I should probably do some of it today. I don't really feel like it though. Bah. This sucks. I hate my busy days.
Must. Kill. Homework.
Today must be the day for door to door solicitors or something, cuz I swear, four people came to our door today. It was really random, if I do say so myself. The first one I almost started crying cuz I thought it was my brother then I went downstairs and it was some ghetto dude and he saw me in the window then he wouldn't leave.