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funny friends i have
Sunday, September 13, 2009 - 10:54 PM

me: i'm so upset today, when walking back from the toilet, i was thinking i need to play mahjong
friend: (totally out of character)

me: are you secretly spying on me, i was too bored so i checked my top fan list on facebook, and you came up third on my list.
brother: really? wow i swear i only like went to your page 4 times this year.
me: shucks, i dont really have much friends that care do i :(
brother: haha that explains it. told you, i'm not spying on you.

friend: if you want to go, seriously, we can meet some other time.
me: hmmm but...
friend: no lying in the house of God remember...
me: (left speechless, because my friend was Buddhist)

friend: seriously i would rather be gay than to wear leopard print leggings.
me: God chooses leopard print leggings :)
friend: fine, play the God card, you cheater!

friend: i'll go myself cos i dun tink i have as much things to say to him than you!
me: seriously... why are we meeting up then.
friend: (because most of the time you do the talking)

friend: its just sad how the educated ones, write great complain letters
me: well its the society we live in i guess
friend: its even sadder when you meet the really nice ones that keep thanking you, but they won't write a thank you letter, maybe because they are illiterate.
me: (sigh)

friend: i got something to confess
me: omg u turned gay
friend: no, bitch. i've been tempted by the forbidden apple.
me: hell, you had sex
friend: rite rite, hint hint "apple" -- i bought an iphone
me: haha welcome to the garden, new convert

friend: you must be thinking about me to dream of me
me: yes yes totally thinking of you so much that even u'll freak out.
friend: don't worry, ppl often think about me alot
me: -_-

mother of tuition kid: alex had chicken pox. have u had chicken pox? ... anyway we will cancel tuition tmr.
me: (hmm)

colleague 1: have you been to a museum park.
me: a museum park? erm...
colleague 1: you know the one like hort park near the office, its like they keep plants, like a museum...
me: eh...
other colleagues: (laughs) we were tryin to tell her no one could understand her, so u were the next guinea pig.. she was refering to amusement parks.
me: laughs

of course most impactful quote of the week:
friend: stop judging me -_-

and to the common friends. im sorry that i can't stop complaining about other common friends. sigh i'll stop myself if i can help it. and really. if u guys are caught in between (which i doubt you are, but if u are i can totally understand how u feel) i'm terribly sorry.

i think by now everyone has stopped reading. so this is just a side note for myself, staring at the sheet on the church bulletin. i seriously wonder why am i praying anymore, because according to that paper, i might as well not try.