At two o’clock, I went to meet Sally at the Biltmore Hotel; she was late but she looked stunning, so I immediately forgave her. We horsed around in the taxi on the way to the theater. When we were at the play, the actors really annoyed me because, like Ernie the piano player, they were almost too good at what they do and seemed really full of themselves, and all. During the intermission, Sally really irritated me by flirting with a pretentious boy from Andover, another prep school, but when she asked to go iceskating he agreed and took her to Radio City after the show.
While we were skating I though about how Sally might only have wanter to go ice-skating so she could wear the short skirts, her ass did look pretty cute though. When we took a break and sit down indoors, me and Sally really got to talking. I began to rant about all the phonies at the prep schools I'd been to and in New York, and all. Then I had this really great idea, me and Sally should run away together and escape from society, live on our own in a cabin, and all. Sally started saying that this dream was ridiculous, that when I got really agitated. We were arguing for quite a while when i said something that i regretted straight after, I called Sally a royal pain in the ass, thats when she started to cry. I apologized like a madman, but Sally was upset and angry with me, I couldn't take it any longer and left without her.
Sunday, 30 September 2007
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