Tuesday, January 13, 2009

friendster meet-ups

i didn't even do a background check, like friends we have in common in that networking site.

So i was a bit rattled, not by him but what was to come, will I turn up alright? will i say the right words? I was going out with an extreme stranger, and mind you, I am not used to going out with boys.

Anyway, he asked me if I wanted to see two-timing Pitt's latest flick, the Curious Case of Benjamin Button. Let's all see.

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this was a draft,. written online,. well I dif get to see the guy, i labeled "panget", for I couldn't look at him, a second time.

Although, nope he doesn't look like Rene Requestas nor your bedroom monster. I just couldn't stand him.

that's why we never did spoke to each other after that dinner, that I think all my siblings did enjoy (took home a lot of tempura)

ANd yeap, a toast to my friend for she has finally called it quits with her BF. or was it the guy who pulled the straw?

either way, cheers to singlehood!

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bring me back to reality

i have this friend who usually complains about her boyfriend and then she says she loves him.

the number of times they've broken up can actually equate all the Chinese people, even those who just look Chinese.

Not a week, nor day, and I'm not exaggerating, has passed that she tested me for a complain.

And they usually have a spat over the smallest things. Just because she was not able to watch an episode of Entourage, which her BF is a fan. Or just because she's been talking to a friend whom her BF does not approve of.

It was the holidays! it would be mean to greetings.

What more, the guy picking out your friends, tsk! Tsk! Even her parents don't do that!

Leave the guy already.


She reasons that she can't because she loves him, she can't stand to be alone.
I wonder does she really love him or perhaps she just loves herself?

If ever this happens to me, I won't leave a guy despite all the bad things he has done, can you slap me and bring me back to reality./
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