I remember this.

BOY: I need someone to talk to ..
GiRL: I’m always here for you.
BOY: I know.
GiRL: Whats wrong?
BOY: I like her *s0o* much..
GiRL: Talk to her.
BOY: I don’t know.. she`ll never like me.
GiRL: Don’t say that. You’re amazing.
BOY: I just wanna tell her how I feel ..
GiRL: Then tell her.
BOY: She won’t like me.
GiRL: How do you know that?
BOY: I can just tell.
GiRL: Well, just tell her.
BOY: What should I say?
GiRL: Tell her how much you like her.
BOY: I tell her that daily.
GiRL: What do you mean?
BOY: I’m always with her. I love her.
GiRL: I know how you feel. I have the same problem. But he’ll never like me.
BOY: Wait. Who do you like?
GiRL: Ooh, some boy..
BOY: Ooh, she won’t like me either.
GiRL: She does.
BOY: How do you know.. ?
GIRL: Because who wouldn’t like you?
BOY: You..
GiRL: You’re wrong. I love you.
BOY: I love you too.
GiRL: .. so are you going to talk to her?
BOY: I just did.

i have one ridiculous history i tell you. i am so relieved i locked my past blog entries. Seriously.

So singlishified- and epitome of immaturity. I cannot believe you read my blogpost and… -.-

hahaa. ha ha ha.

so funny

i am feeling particularly sardonic today.

you taught me how.