talking(about my date)

this is about a date of mine who i took out some time ago.i was feeling so lazy.i dunno why i took her out(my mom told me to).she was so eccentric.actually she was useful to many people.not many people cared for her.she had crows for friends.she looked so ugly.ok,you can’t judge people by their looks,so i said nothing.but she stunk like rotten eggs,farted all the time.no one said anything about judging people by their smell,right?.in the end,i decided to dump her.
how could i be such a shallow person?
that was some trash-talking eh?

(present)presentation

this is such a bad way of presenting myself but here goes…

hello im present here at the moment to you know present…

this presents an interesting question…

you are present here right?

which present?

at present,you got to decide…

sometimes being in the present is a present in itself…

sorry,but no presents for attending the presentation…

im presenting these arguments for you to decide…

this seems to be enough for the present…

signing off,im hoping any of you could represent(…)…

(you must be pretty tired of the “present” word by now)

you know what’s coming(really?)

it seems so long ago when i look back now,so long since i first met her.it was a rainy night.her humour caught me off-guard.i liked her.she was so funny that i decided to introduce her to my friends.my sleazy friends called it sharing.we made many funny comments about her but she didn’t seem to mind.it was like she didn’t care.i wondered if every girl was like this.secretly i was jealous of all the attention she was getting.now where was i?
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looking back i realised she was just a fucking facebook post…:P