23 December 2008
Tug. Tag.
I don't really do this tag thingy, but this pretty lady has been very nice to me that I shall now mirror her niceness and—maybe just this once—post this 'ex' Q&A tag. Quite timely, too, if I may kick. Keep blogging, Vannie. :-)
He says...Why did you let me go?
He says... Can I win you back?
He says... But I am very much happy with you back then.
He says...I still love you.
He says...When did we last talk?
He says... Can you go out with me?
He says... Hey, can i give you/ask for a ride?
He says... Were you able to move on?
He says... I regret losing you.
He says... My parents do not like you.
He says... You have changed.
He says...Why did you let me go?
Your brother was squeezing my left hand, so...
He says... Can I win you back?
Auditions are 4-6AM, Thursdays.
He says... But I am very much happy with you back then.
"Was," smart ass, not "am."
He says...I still love you.
Who wouldn't?
He says...When did we last talk?
Ages ago. I said Hi, you said Bye. Wait, that wasn't a conversation...
Waving doesn't count either, no? Hmm...
Waving doesn't count either, no? Hmm...
He says... Can you go out with me?
Sure! I'll bring my hubby.
He says... Hey, can i give you/ask for a ride?
I never refused free cabs./Walking is very healthy.
He says... Were you able to move on?
I'm wearing signature stuff now, am I not?
He says... I regret losing you.
I KNOW.
He says... My parents do not like you.
Mine don't like me either. Haha.
He says... You have changed.
Yes. I have intestines now.
Made me snicker. Hihi.
Happy Holidays Pao!