.Monday, June 4, 2007 ' 2:24 PM x
Why? Because
Dann texted me.
He was being quite corny, with all his laughable comments and messages.
Dann, if you're reading this be honoured. Because you're my top sms-er
on my list. 17 year olds are just mushy like Khai. He said, I would want
to find a girlfriend who lives nearby. He's trying to hint to me that
he wants ME to be his. So, sarcastically, I replied, why don't you date
your own neighbour? They're
NEARER. He was upset when I told him
that you can't date me.(weird guy. wait. Or maybe I'm the weird one?)
I'm not going to elaborate anything on Dann or Khai. Boys will be boys.
Right?
Anyway I received three messages early in the morning by my buddy.
Okeh-okeh. Here's the scoop. Today's Monday. And we have no remedials.
He thought we do. So he, panic-at-his-house texted me and asked..
It was funny I tell you, reading this when you obviously know the whole
bally truth. I didn't replied though. I let him find it out himself.
A few seconds later, he sent me this:
If only you called, then I'll know how your voice sounded like.
Anxiety? fear? funk? yellow-belly? Whatever. It'll still be funny.
Labels: Can you hear those sounds?
I have tried farcical. Now what else?
