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i finally got some money from my programmers job. and instead of visiting my parents bought a laptop to be able to earn more money.
and let me tell you, that was a tough decision to make! or so to say to accept its obvious correctness.
my dearest friend jared made me french toast for breakfast and of course joined me, eating at least two thirds of it.
'so,' jared finallt got to the point, 'what about your nice guy?'
'he's not my guy any more. probably as nice as he was though,' i shrugged.
'i mean, no sorting things out?' he demamnded.
'nope, not at all.' i answered.
'are you okay with that?' he asked then.
'well, i'm not used to these unanswered questions, loose ends are not really my style,' i admitted. 'but he's messed up so whatever.'
'i thought you're sort of an expert in serious relatioship and wanted to ask advice,' he smirked, 'but i'm probably talking to the wrong girl.'
'oh really? like don't waste your time? nice!' i mumbled.
'yeah, exactly,' he nodded seriously.
'oh, you're being so mean!' i dagged him, 'come on, give a share of it! what, a girl stands you up after an incredible night you've spent together?'
he looked puzzled, 'as a matter of fact, yeah.'
i tried to compose my face and look serious, 'well, that's complex. let's think of the most probable explanations in accordance with prevailing opinions and clearly reliable sourses within psychology and sexology experts'.
he did look at me in astonishment so i happened to be good playing my part.
'most likely, i think,' i continued then, satisfied with an effect a managed to have on him, 'you fucked up in bed!'
he was really insulted. but then took a grip of himself and said, 'baby, my girls are the luckiest ever. don't envy.'
he knew he got me and settled the score easily, so he grinned and added with the smuggest smile he was capable of, 'besides, sometimes a banana is just a banana.'
i choked on my toast. took a few sips of orange juice and only then could answer, 'you know, jarr, that was the most unexpected comment coming from you ever. ever!!'
we laughed.
i wonder what would it be like if he wasn't there for me?
i'm not sure i could face it all alone. with no one by my side.
and let me tell you, that was a tough decision to make! or so to say to accept its obvious correctness.
my dearest friend jared made me french toast for breakfast and of course joined me, eating at least two thirds of it.
'so,' jared finallt got to the point, 'what about your nice guy?'
'he's not my guy any more. probably as nice as he was though,' i shrugged.
'i mean, no sorting things out?' he demamnded.
'nope, not at all.' i answered.
'are you okay with that?' he asked then.
'well, i'm not used to these unanswered questions, loose ends are not really my style,' i admitted. 'but he's messed up so whatever.'
'i thought you're sort of an expert in serious relatioship and wanted to ask advice,' he smirked, 'but i'm probably talking to the wrong girl.'
'oh really? like don't waste your time? nice!' i mumbled.
'yeah, exactly,' he nodded seriously.
'oh, you're being so mean!' i dagged him, 'come on, give a share of it! what, a girl stands you up after an incredible night you've spent together?'
he looked puzzled, 'as a matter of fact, yeah.'
i tried to compose my face and look serious, 'well, that's complex. let's think of the most probable explanations in accordance with prevailing opinions and clearly reliable sourses within psychology and sexology experts'.
he did look at me in astonishment so i happened to be good playing my part.
'most likely, i think,' i continued then, satisfied with an effect a managed to have on him, 'you fucked up in bed!'
he was really insulted. but then took a grip of himself and said, 'baby, my girls are the luckiest ever. don't envy.'
he knew he got me and settled the score easily, so he grinned and added with the smuggest smile he was capable of, 'besides, sometimes a banana is just a banana.'
i choked on my toast. took a few sips of orange juice and only then could answer, 'you know, jarr, that was the most unexpected comment coming from you ever. ever!!'
we laughed.
i wonder what would it be like if he wasn't there for me?
i'm not sure i could face it all alone. with no one by my side.