isn't it ironic?

i love that song.

the alanis morrisette one.

[it's like raaaaaaaaaaaain, on your wedding day

it's a free ride, when you've already paid

it's the good advice you just didn't take

and who'd of thought it figures

it's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife
it's meeting the man of my dreams
and then meeting his beautiful wife
isn't it ironic?]

i went to an
[UNBRITHDAY PARTY]

which consisted of great food, an undestroyable pinata, and the all-too-traditional
white elephant gift exchange.

i brought green jell-o. (:

so appropriate.

and what i recieved... well isn't it ironic.

every girl loves guys hoodies.

whether it's her husbands, dads, boyfriends, or brothers.

we just love to wear mens hoodies.

and then grab the extra material by the collar, bring it up to your nose and smell away.

oh, the cologne.

so yes, isn't it ironic?

isn't it ironic that of the 60 people that were there

i ended up with the Buckle bag?

the Buckle bag that actually, really didn't have anything from Buckle inside it.

(but then again who am i kidding, i brought 0.79 cent jell-o...)

but the sweater of the boy i had liked for months SWEATER!!!?

and as he was smiling at me because he noticed i got his gift

and as i was getting ready to go talk to him,

he swings around his hand with a cute new girlfriend attatched.

isn't it ironic?

ok sweater, to the dump you go.