Vaish and Nad were making pompoms in class. I helped by donating cellotapes. Dunno what happen but the conversation ended up this way.
Vaish : Eh i used to have a diary.
Nad : I dont keep diaries. Malas to write in and go "Dear Diary" blah blah
Ros : I had a diary and my dad read it.
Vaish : I had a diary. You know the one Olivia bought from Bali. The pretty purple one.
Nad : Ah yeah. Mine was blue.
Vaish : Someone took it out from my bag, read it and found out that i had a crush on __addnamehere__ and told the whole school.
Ros : *froze*
Vaish : I cannot remember who lah
Ros : *Laughs with her face dug in between two huge, white pompoms*
Vaish : It was really a horrible time for me. Like the end of my world. But i got over it after standard 6.
Ros : You got over a year later?
Vaish : Yah and just moved on.
Ros : So you're totally okay now?
Vaish : Yarh.
Ros : err....ok good cuz i was the one who read it. * runs around the class away from Vaish *
Vaish : OMG YOURE THE ONE * runs after Ros with a cellotape in hand *
Ros : Woman i confessed to you already 6 years ago.
Vaish : But i forgot.
Nad : Oh you did that. * the-nadia-laugh*
So that was how a past mistake came back to haunt me. :P No wonder she was clueless when i apologized and told her ive hurt her twice last year ( another silly mistake lah ). LMAO. 11 year olds *rolls eyes* SNORT
1 comment:
haha..sialan lo..;p
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