| Wednesday, July 09, 2008 |
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see, i have this thing where when i get a new friend's number, i'd usually spam the person. it's not on purpose! it's just that.... well. i have a 'new' (so to speak) friend, and since i have his/her number..... the itch is there to message!! there's this saying... 'i like to know everything about my new friends and nothing about my old ones'. it's not exactly true, cos i still love to know everything about my old ones - it's just that i already know most of it, so there's not much new, hence conversation can dry out a little. ohoh. this works out especially if the person is cute. or hot. or interesting to talk to. muahahahaha. hey i'm just being realistic over here yeah. anyway, if you know me, you'd know that i love to chat! and i do NOT like to ask questions. prefer just letting the conversation flow... which means that usually i'd end up being the one who's answering all the questions and telling people my whole life story. haha. then again, that only ever happens if i can actually talk to someone. y'noe how it is that some people it's just an instantaneous click? like you can talk to them about anything and everything! and with some, there's just nothing to talk about. and of course, there's the others - the ones who fall into the middle category of there being tons to talk about, but it's restricted only to a couple of topics. haha. chatting with random people i don't know seems to be part of my daily routine. oh, not people that i bump into on the streets or something, though sometimes it happens that way. maybe work, or online? just strike up a conversation, and you'd be amazed by the things that you can talk about, no matter how old they are. it's interesting, really. my favourites are people at work and taxi drivers. xD well, i'm going to sleep. dead tired. there's no lessons tomorrow! yay. SLEEEP. and i will kill whoever wakes me in the morning. -.- conversation is a lost art. |
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