Friday, July 9, 2010

Over BBM

Tired of wasting mind space on my Ordinary Love Story, I finally made a feeble attempt at warning him about how my insides do a little cartwheel every time we communicate, digitally or otherwise.

“Oi! Free later tonight? Want to fill you in on the horribly huge crush I have on you and engage in some awkward giggling afterward. Haa?”

Pretty ok I think.
No?
I would totally be free later tonight had I received this message.

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