Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Wan, little too, little tree....

little chindian…

Wan minute he’s flirting with me, the next, he’s talking about his boyfriend. So what was I supposed to do?

Playtime.

When he starts flirting with me, I change the subject or just laugh. When he starts talking about his bf, I lend a sympathetic ear. When it’s time to say good night, I snog him and leave in a flash.

Ayan, maloka ka!

Oh, and he’s actually not so little…. Ay, overshare.