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♥ Thursday, May 11, 2006
11:45 PM

Got a call with a private number just now.He must also have been my mystery man,who I receive random calls with a private number.I absolutely dread getting calls that has "Private Number" flashing on my phone screen.

ah crap.stupid bra made my boobs hurt and i think my red friend has paid a visit.if you're getting orgasm merely from the mention of boobs (or if you think the entry's too obscene),i really don't give two hoots.

Oh yeah.Shouldn't have been so nice to you just now.Spare me the "I love my gf alot and the other girls in my phone book are just my friends".That's just overrated bullshit (obviously because I experience first hand).

Heck.If I were attached to you,I'd feel insecure too.And girls,don't come and bullshit and say you won't get affected and all.So I don't blame your gf for calling me up the other day,and screaming in the middle of the night,asking who I fucking was.

Men.


Right now,seeing how I'm immune to guys...I might just turn bi-sex (no pun intended,really).When I find a decent one,I'll tell you all okay.

Seeing how 1G02 left for Botanic Gardens,with orange/red plastic bags containing lunch..It felt like a group of overgrown kids,going for a field trip.


Well goodnight,kiddos.