seriously. was walking back home. bought ice creams from macD. hahas. didnt realise i had some of it on my upperlips. i mean. whats wrong with that right?
so anyways. there's these group of cute guys, doing some survey.
i noticed them from far. trying my best to not pass them but the detour was way to far, so i decided to go ahead.
was stop by them. and i wanted to go home badly to pee, so the conversation was :
cute guy 1 : HELLO MISS! buffay : oh hi hello. cute guy 1 : can i just ask you something? just a survey. buffay : oh? hmm. cute guy 2 : are you a nurse? are you wokring? buffay : oh..ah. yah. eh no. cute guy 1 : can i have 10 minutes of your time? buffay : OH, SORRY. I'M, RUSHING. I'M LATE FOR HOME. cute guy 3 : late for home? home? home? buffay : yah. eh i mean. no. yah. yah. cute guy 3 : okay. ironic girl. you look tired. sorry to bother you.
SO YAH. AM I A FOOL OR A FOOL?
7:20 AM,
come and sing along with us <3
YOUR'S TRULY;
tribz bingz buffay
don't bother to be nice,
cause we already hate you.
we don't need theraphy,
we have each other.
