Thursday, March 23, 2006
Gym Junkie Part III
I am currently hyperventilating, because he touched my book. He touched my book. He touched my book. He touched my book. (All you sick perverts out there who think that I substituted the letter 'k' with 'b' [in the word 'book'] in my mind...you're sick. Go away.)
From now on, 'The Wife of Martin Guerre' will never be carelessly thrown around or dumped, or given away. It will also be dusted for fingerprints and carefully wrapped up in plastic, altough it is already wrapped in plastic. I must find some way to let the book bunk in with me at night without my mum giving me strange looks.
And he said 6 words to me! Oh joy, utter joy! On the way out, he said "see ya" again, and smiled. And waved. And basically reduced me to a blubbering mess.
And if anyone wants to know, he has light brown hair and wears BOSS underwear, in white.He has got a magnificent rump. Just don't ask me how I know.
From now on, 'The Wife of Martin Guerre' will never be carelessly thrown around or dumped, or given away. It will also be dusted for fingerprints and carefully wrapped up in plastic, altough it is already wrapped in plastic. I must find some way to let the book bunk in with me at night without my mum giving me strange looks.
And he said 6 words to me! Oh joy, utter joy! On the way out, he said "see ya" again, and smiled. And waved. And basically reduced me to a blubbering mess.
And if anyone wants to know, he has light brown hair and wears BOSS underwear, in white.
# posted by me lah @ 10:40 pm 
