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I will not tease the boys.

// July 27th, 2003 // Family, Friends, Love, Rant, Site Updates

I better bring out one of those blackboards & chalk, and write that phrase about a hundred times. Why? I don’t know why!! It seems, only apparently, that I’m quite the boy-teaser. Yeah right. It’s a rainy Sunday afternoon and all I’m complaining about is my awesome luck with the boys. And no, I’m not being sarcastic this time, trust me. To cut the long story short, my naughty uncle Emil set me up on a “blind date” with his neighbor Raymond, who kept looking at this picture that was displayed in the den where we all hung out. Ok, he was looking at my part of the picture [minus the digital comments, of course]. I mean, you know, what’s so special about me in that picture? Is it because it’s the only photo being displayed there with me in it?? Jeez.

Wanna know the long version of the story? Ok, here goes.

Yesterday afternoon, my Uncle Emil sent me a text message asking if I had classmates coming over for my sister’s birthday. I said no coz what I knew was that only relatives are gonna be here. I also asked why he asked me [do I make sense?]. He replied that he’s got a neighbor who’s about my age and he was supposed to set his neighbor up with one of my friends. Then he had a “better” idea. He’s gonna set me up! Grrr. He also sent a message that I should “beautify” myself coz they’re coming over at that very moment. Hmm, whatever. Then my bro had to borrow my cellphone so I didn’t receive the next message saying, and I quote, “we’re almost there. are you ready?” lmfao.

When they arrived, I saw my uncle and my cousin Toltol. Then my uncle had to screw things up by calling in the kid & introducing us. His name’s Raymond, and I have to admit that he’s pretty cute. <3 Muwahahahahaha.

Then for the whole night they made us sit together, etc, etc, etc. The guy barely talked to me! Oh, how boring is that?! But it was sooo funny, we should’ve gotten it on home video. When I talk, he talks to my cousin then talks to me. Here’s one conversation I remember…

Toltol: Go get her home phone number.
Raymond: [to Toltol] Do you have it?
Toltol: Don’t ask me, ask her!
Raymond: [to me] Can I have your number?
Me: Uh..sure.
Raymond: Can I call you?
Me: Uhm, yeah.
Raymond: Actually, I’m not allowed to call…
Me: [sarcastically] You just had to ask…

I also remember when my other sister asked how old he was, he said 14. Uh-huh. He’s 16 for cryin’ out loud. I don’t know, I’m sort of unsure about him…

Uhm, that’s about the whole thing.

Let me count my men… First there’s Mr. Never There, then Mr. He Doesn’t Know I Exist, Mr. I Don’t Even Know His Face, and Mr. I Don’t Know If I’m A Love Interest. Then, now, here’s Mr. Silent. [read the above story if you can’t take a hint] Uhm, I have 5 in the past year? Doin’ good, Nicole! Hehe.

By the way, guys. In case you’re that blind [or you’re a new visitor] I changed the layout again, it’s Scooby Doo! I’m sorta losing my love for my toon version of Good Charlotte. And I’m only doing this coz I feel I need a hiatus. Still gonna write in, but the content’s gonna be rearranged. The photos will all be fixed & back again. The music? I hate Web1000.com now, so I’m moving all my files back here at my own server. I might remove the CD reviews I made, simply coz I think it’s now crap. The journal archives will be, shall I say, cleaned up, removing all the unnecessary errors, etc. No, I will NOT DELETE MY ARCHIVES. I don’t do that kind of sh*t. Everything else will be edited, maybe the fashion/get-the-look section will be removed, I don’t know. We’ll see.

As far as what the next layout will be, I still don’t know. I have some ideas up my sleeves but I’m lacking equipment. Let’s just wait to see what’ll happen.

I gotta go. There’s a stupid thunderstorm, a coup might come up one of these days, and well, yeah I gotta go. Bye!

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