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so she says;






affections.
Saturday, February 10, 2007

slept well through the night though my ipod landed on the cold hard titles. was surprised to know that my phone actually rang a couple of times and to think, i didnt get up. prolly i'm really exhuasted.

browsing through my inbox i saw one interesting text which came in last night as well. i was in the rush this morning so just flicked it away. asking if i wanna hit the club. i only snort. usually, i clubbed with people whom i am familiar with and not some pretty boys or prolly heartbreakers. and i am rather bored with these places lately. i checked the message details and it came in slightly before midnight. god knows, i take 120minutes to get ready. not that i am interested in anyways.

its only tenth and valentine's texts are rolling in. i am not particularly interested. i simply rolled my eyes when asked, "how are you gonna spend it?" i mean, hello, what's the deal? and even IF you know who am i hanging out with, what you gonna do about it? i rather have more time catching up my sleep actually. and guys, if you wanna date a lady out, dont be a loser and asked,

"Valentine's coming, going out with someone?"

just asked nicely because everyone knows, "can i have a date with you on that day?"

why do you actually care if she is dating someone or out that night. and if she said yes, how are you gonna close the conversation, by saying, "COOL?!" "LUCKY GUY?!"

this is not a movie and hotdog session. its creating a good impression.

boys are dumb. throw rocks at them.

@11:57 AM