I woke up this morning to the sound of my alarm clock ringing in my ears. As a
headache was approaching, I suddenly remembered that today was a very special day.
Today I was going on a date with the man of my dreams and we would then float home
on a big, white, fluffy cloud together. But then I began to think… what if he thinks I’m a
klutz? What if he isn’t into blondes? Or even worse... what if he hates the color my nails?
I decided I better get ready early so everything would be just perfect!
So there I was waiting at the restaurant at approximately 7:01 p.m, waiting for my
date to arrive. Then suddenly, my night in shining armor walked through the flimsy
restaurant entrance doors. Oh, how cute he looked! He then came up to me and handed
me flowers with a divine box of chocolate. My heart started beating so rapidly that I
began to sweat through my new twenty five dollar dress. To make matters even worse, I
forgot to put on my deodorant. “Oh no!!”, I thought. So I decided to sprint to our
reserved table before he got a chance to smell me. Little did I know, sweating was the
least of my problems. Next came the appetizers, carrots with ranch dressing. Just as I
was about to devour one of the carrots, I spilt the ranch dressing all over me. To make
matters even worse, my hair was beginning to frizz up because of all the chaos. It looked
like I had just rubbed a balloon on my egg shaped head. Then suddenly, the sixteen
cans of sprite soda I drank earlier kept coming into my mind. I knew what was coming, I
could feel the sweat running down my back because I knew in my head that in a matter of
ten seconds I would burp so loud that China could hear it. Then, finally, it happened and
my faced turned redder than a tomato. I felt extremely embarrassed, so I excused myself
from the dinner table and went to the bathroom to fix up.
The trip to the bathroom was like...