[[make friends with a psycho is nice]]

[poshgurl1]

So, there I was. Downstairs living room, with a cup of sugar cane juice, perched on the Yamaha piano stool,half-playing Flight of the Bumblebee and half-watching Gilmore Girls [yeah, yeah sue me]. It was a typical scene
of my daily night activities ... when the bloody phone rang. I dashed there, afraid the piercing ring might wake everyone up [yup

Comments

[dearcharlene]

hi.

you're overreacting + exaggerating + taking the call in an offensive way + being whiny when it's actually supposed to be funny.

kthxbye.

[poshgurl1]

Dude, I'm allowed to do so.
It's my life. Duh.
As far as I remembered, I was typing all that shit while I was fucking laughing at my idiocy. Well, guess that din't show.

[dearcharlene]

hi.

sorry i couldn't see you laughing while you were typing those "shit". *rolls eyes*

[poshgurl1]

Yo. Acceptable. Missed you at school. What's up?

[dearcharlene]

ear problem.
lost my balance and everything.