see, i dont date. i have my reasons. (religious ones too. but the internet is evidently no place for religion so just ignore that anyone…) either way, when i was in a random discussion today with an awesome friend of mine, Kamil, we were being nerds on fb and discussing our amazing note taking skills. When i suggested we discuss something less nerdy, he drastically changed topics (as a joke, i guess) and asked me about how many guys ive dated. (he used another word, but i dont know what it means, but im pretty sure its nothing good. so that goes unsaid. duh.) Being nine-year old me, i was kinda at a loss at how to reply. treat it as a joke, get offended, just respond….especially since he used a verb ive never heard of before.
amyhoo, after questioning him about the unheard of unknown word, he says he meant date (and pats me on the head. grr. i obviously told him off for that.) So i just decide to set the record straight, and just said i dont date. And then he said and i quote ‘Yeah, i know. (which proves that he was joking) *respect*’ and i felt AWESOME and super good about myself. most people usually dont have that reaction, as im sure you can guess.
(he later said something about a one and a half i didnt really get it. i shall simply assume he was a stalker. wow, if anyone besides us two reads that, they will have absolutely NO IDEA what im talking about or how exactly did a number conclude to stalking. oh well. it basically shall be nothing new. i amaze, baffle and astound many, its just what i do.)
yeaaah, i REALLY need to get to sleep now. its 1.34 am for gods sake….
so ‘night =3
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