Roses– Not Always a Girl’s Best Friend

“My most memorable moment was probably when I asked this one girl out. The day before I asked her out, I snuck over to my friend’s house. It’s really far away, like on the other side of the neighborhood. Once I got there, I ripped a rose from their front lawn’s rose bush. My mom wouldn’t help me get nice flowers, so I took matters into my own hands. After I stole the rose, I ran back to my house and went to bed.

The following day, I saw her. We had gym class together and she sat right across from me. So, I got on one knee, pulled out the rose and asked her to be my girlfriend. She said yes because she was under pressure. The next day, she dumped me. We don’t speak anymore, but it’s alright, I didn’t really like her. I just thought she was hot.” (Daniel Cullen, sophomore)