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Oh hello. I am shirley and welcome to the bits and pieces of my life :)

L0ve is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it..♥

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

shirley ong amazed herself today.

called mr neo after work today..
a woman picked up the phone.
damned fucking shocked.
hello-ed several times
*first thought*: did i make the wrong call? called the wrong number?
checked my phone, yes it is mr neo's contact.
fucking shocked again
*second thought*: was his phone stolen?
so i asked, 'is this edwin's number?'
*third thought*: OH MY GOD. WHY A GIRL PICKED UP HIS PHONE? IS IT HIS NEW CLASSMATE?!!!DAMNED.
and then the mysterious girl answered my question.
'edwin? yah, this is edwin house number.'

omg, wtf, damned paisei. the girl is his maid. i called back mr neo's last dialled number to me, which is his phone number.

omg, i feel so embarrassed of myself.

LOL at shirley ong.