then mom and i went to olive garden and had a nice meal. my treat. but when it came time to give the tip i flipped out cuz numbers scare me. mom then explained the whole 15% tip thing to me. i gave her a blank stare..i got it eventually..but numbers just ARENT my friend. anyone throws numbers around i get flustered.
then i went to dairy queen for that blizzard ive been craving all day. chocolate with nerds..mmm....odd mix but very yummy. some guy came up to me and asked me what my shirt said. i said "Greg Sucks" he goes "whos greg?" i say "my ex boyfriend."
he goes "that sux"
i say.."no...actually he made it FOR me." then i got ice cream on my wallet AND my shirt and that was horribly embarrassing. =P
and apparently im a ditz.