Frankie Ramdayal
I realise that I've been taking a lot of stuff for granted.
Jaan's mean, and then she's absolutely nice. She speaks her mind and also doesn't speak her mind (and that's when you should really be scared). She's a total bitch I put up with and then I find that the one who's been putting up with the other's antics is actually her.
I learn that I'm not always the calm collected one, her drama doesn't always rival my so-called mundane life, and I'm the complete bimbo and not her sometimes.
And yet, we have our place and our definite roles and one thing that I hope remains constant, which is to be there for the other.
I've heard of this saying -
"Everyone hears what you say. Friends listen to what you say. Best friends listen to what you don't say."
I think this is incredibly appropriate in my case. It's just uncanny how she knows what I'm NOT saying when I'm hastily trying to think of a plausible excuse to explain anything and everything I wouldn't want anyone else to know.
Despite her claims of being a bad person, I know she's a gem <3
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Then there's him. We haven't talked that much recently as compared to previous times but it feels really really great to know he's ready with a listening ear at the slightest hint of trouble. And I don't know if he's lucky or just plain smart but he always knows the right things to say. Thanks (:
Oh and you can pwn your bros anyday.
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And Jaan, now that I think about it properly, shiiiiiitttt. I see your point. Sigh.
Never mind, never mind, "Chris Brown" helps to distract. He fills up his dress shirt nicely even though he's not the fittest boy around and I wish you could have seen his haircut, it was really just perfectly trimmed and he has the cutest dimples ever. Let's start a new project called Mohabbatein, it'll be great.
Criteria:
1. Good looks
2. Good looks and...
3. Good looks!
He qualifies! (Dia pun tengok cerita hindustan sikit2. Mana nak dapat orang macam gitu kan!!!)
And in the event it doesn't work out, we can always go Mus, walk back to our bus stop while getting lost temporarily along the way.
p/s. Koochie Koochie Hota Hain. Like seriously, a love story between dogs?
Jaan's mean, and then she's absolutely nice. She speaks her mind and also doesn't speak her mind (and that's when you should really be scared). She's a total bitch I put up with and then I find that the one who's been putting up with the other's antics is actually her.
I learn that I'm not always the calm collected one, her drama doesn't always rival my so-called mundane life, and I'm the complete bimbo and not her sometimes.
And yet, we have our place and our definite roles and one thing that I hope remains constant, which is to be there for the other.
I've heard of this saying -
"Everyone hears what you say. Friends listen to what you say. Best friends listen to what you don't say."
I think this is incredibly appropriate in my case. It's just uncanny how she knows what I'm NOT saying when I'm hastily trying to think of a plausible excuse to explain anything and everything I wouldn't want anyone else to know.
Despite her claims of being a bad person, I know she's a gem <3
-
Then there's him. We haven't talked that much recently as compared to previous times but it feels really really great to know he's ready with a listening ear at the slightest hint of trouble. And I don't know if he's lucky or just plain smart but he always knows the right things to say. Thanks (:
Oh and you can pwn your bros anyday.
-
And Jaan, now that I think about it properly, shiiiiiitttt. I see your point. Sigh.
Never mind, never mind, "Chris Brown" helps to distract. He fills up his dress shirt nicely even though he's not the fittest boy around and I wish you could have seen his haircut, it was really just perfectly trimmed and he has the cutest dimples ever. Let's start a new project called Mohabbatein, it'll be great.
Criteria:
1. Good looks
2. Good looks and...
3. Good looks!
He qualifies! (Dia pun tengok cerita hindustan sikit2. Mana nak dapat orang macam gitu kan!!!)
And in the event it doesn't work out, we can always go Mus, walk back to our bus stop while getting lost temporarily along the way.
p/s. Koochie Koochie Hota Hain. Like seriously, a love story between dogs?
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