A Trap My Friend Set Dug

I was put into an embarrasing situation by a friend. The story is complicated and I hope you are patient enough to read it through.

This Tuesday, I went to a little salon where a guy shared his overseas experiences. His drop-dead gorgeous looks, artistic sense and genteel manner swept me instantly off my feet instantly, and I wrote an exciting entry on my Wechat describing my estacy. A bossom(?) friend of mine (let's call her Ann), after reading my entry, went to a(?) salon with me which was held two days later and where both of us knew the guy would also be present too. Ann said she would like to take a photo with him at the end of the salon and, afraid that she would do something outrageous, I chose to leave the place early.

When I was on the subway home, she called me elatedly, "I told the guy you were his fan and I wanted to have a photo with him so that I could send to you. Though he declined, he was nice enough to give me his Wechat account and mobile number! Try and HOLD HIM DOWN!" As I checked the account she sent me, I found it was the wrong person - it was a friend of the guy who had also been at the salon. "What? Did I ask you to do this, on my behalf?" After an hour or two, she sent me a message "I told the guy that I made a mistake and you were actually fasinated by another guy, but I did not say exactly who." OMG! How embarrasing it would be for the "wrong" guy? Why was it necessary to clear everything out(?)? Just leave it! What's more, she thought she kept me in disguise by not revealing my name and personal features, but in fact I was thoroughly exposed for I was one of the only two girls that attended both salons, I joint the Wechat chatting group right after the first one and applied to attend the second one in the group with my real name, I stood next to her while the staff were taking photos and the two guys recognized me by my face - the guys would know who I was just at the drop of a hat a flip of the finger!

With the last bit of hope that I could still muster cover myself, I asked her what other information she gave the "wrong" guy - and here's the last straw:" I gave him your Wechat account." Bummer! That meant the guys could match me with my Wechat account!

(to be continued in the next entry)

Truely excellent! So for that you deserve a massive well done.

-Bossom isn't a word - I don't know what you mean here. The cloest word I could think of was "bosom" which is a word from biblical times meaning "the cheast of a woman", which clearly doesn't fit here

-When you've written "a salon" I think that you mean a different one - if this is the case, then I strongly reccomend that you write "we then went to a different salon" to advoid confusion

-To "clear everything out" doesn't make sense

-The phrase "the drop of a hat" means "very easily and very quickly"

A Trap My Friend Dug

I was put into an embarrasing situation by a friend. The story is complicated and I hope you are patient enough to read it through.

This Tuesday I went to a little salon where a guy shared was sharing his overseas experiences. His drop-dead gorgeous looks, artistic sense, and genteel manner swept me off my feet instantly, and I wrote an exciting excited entry on my Wechat describing my estacy. A bossom friend of mine (let's call her Ann), after reading my entry, went to a salon with me which was held two days later and where both of us knew the guy would be present too. Ann said she would like to take a photo with him at the end of the salon, and afraid that she would do something outrageous, I chose to leave the place early.

When I was on the subway home, she called me elatedly, "I told the guy you were his fan and I wanted to have a photo with him so that I could send to you. Though he declined, he was nice enough to give me his Wechat account and mobile number! Try and HOLD HIM DOWN!" As I checked the account she sent me, I found it was the wrong person--it was a friend of the guy who had also been at the salon. "What? Did I ask you to do this, on my behalf?" After an hour or two, she sent me a message, "I told the guy that I made a mistake and you were actually fasinated by another guy, but I did not say exactly who." OMG! How embarrasing it would be for the "wrong" guy? Why was it necessary to clear everything up out? Just leave it! What's more, she thought she kept me in disguise by not revealing my name and personal features, but in fact I was thoroughly exposed for I was one of the only two girls that attended both salons, I joint joined the Wechat chatting group right after the first one and applied to attend the second one in the group with my real name, I stood next to her while the staff were taking photos, and the two guys recognized me by my face--the guys would know who I was just at a flip click of the finger!

With the one last hope that I could still cover myself, I asked her what other information she gave the "wrong" guy, and here's the last straw:" I gave him your Wechat account." Bummer! That meant the guys could match me with my Wechat account!

(to be continued in the next entry)

My notes based on the corrections

collocation    set/lay a trap (v)    dig a trap (X)      others: fall into a trap

clear something up: to solve or explain something

to clear up a mystery/difficulty/misunderstanding

clear something out: to make something empty and clean by removing things or throwing things away

to clear out a drawer/room
We cleared out all our old clothes.
I found the letters when I was clearing out after my father died.

joint adj.     joined v.

at the drop of a hat: immediately; without hesitating
The company can't expect me to move my home and family at the drop of a hat.

muster something (up): to find as much support, courage, etc. as you can
We mustered what support we could for the plan.
She left the room with all the dignity she could muster.
He could muster only 154 votes at the election.