Late night smokes


I want to rant about myself. Ok. So I was smiling to myself when I thought of something and felt sad when I remembered something (Sotong is not going to reach into the frying pot for a new Currypuff by the way, she's just going to let what may be, to let what may be).

Sped walk. Third time my tendons were strained. All up for a sprint, mates! Lol, joke. I'm probably the dumbest, most unfit person right now in class. Nonetheless, I still keep up a laugh or two.

Ok, so I was walking really fast and slowed down. Then a guy was waiting for the lift with me. And he was cute. I think I ranted about this on MSN, Facebook and soon Twitter. Other than this.
The lift door opened.
I gave way and let him in first.
He said it's okay and being a gentleman, he made way instead.
I said thank you.
I asked what level.
He said three.
I pressed three. I pressed my own level.
He said thank you.
Lift reached my storey.
I was listening to Plan B on full volume, heavy bass.
He looked at me before I left.
I swear his mouth moved.
I shouldn't have plugged my earpiece in at the last minute.
Because he could have said bye.

And I didn't reply. Fuck.
Can I throw my face in spring roll filling? Ya, like, right now.
He was so cute!!!

Well, I'm being a bitch about guys right now because I just broke up with a guy I loved and it's all the part of forgetting. Ya.
Burger King. Have It Your Way.

CHEERS