so they did it!
i came back home today and learnt from Em (the Canadian housemate) that M (the Russian housemate) got engaged over the weekend!! i was (surprisingly) happy about the news...we'd just talked about the whole boyfriends-don't-understand-nuthin last week and this week she's engaged and getting married in june! i haven't actually seen M yet or her bf who's still around this week (he lives in the US), but i'm sure they're both excited about it. makes me wonder how she played her cards, and why, in four years, i've played them all wrong. apparently her ring's extremely beautiful, too.
in the last year or so, one of my jaan's friends got engaged, my cousin and my friend got engaged, and now M's engaged...and soon the rest of the world will be engaged. but me.
so i also wonder whether i should be exploring the other fish in the sea.
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Isn't M the one who questioned if you even knew what an underwire was? And you still bother talking to her?
I live with her, it's hard not to talk you know. Plus I like to believe that I'm above caring about such little things for too long anyway. She's the one being naive about things...she's only 20...I can let things go, right? She just came in and invited me to their engagement party saturday while I was writing about her! :)
Regarding the underwire incident, personally I would have gone all "Jerry Springer on her ass"...On being asked "do you even know what an underwire is?"...the dialogue should have gone something like...
(you must remember the mandatory 4 finger-clicks, one to each corner when ending this)
"baby girl, now you know you shouldn't have said that...my IQ is 7 times more than yours ever will be, now if you don't apologise and retract what you just said I will personally straighten out the underwire and shove it so far up your ass that it'll tickle your oesophagus and the best surgeons in the world won't be able to retract it for you..."Do you even know what an oesophagus is?" "
hahaha...i can almost imagine you doing that, not so much me :p i really don't know what it is with her. she's the one that doesn't know how big a tuna fish can get (i figured that out in first year....how does a fish that big get flaked and into cans is what i'd wondered) and has only russian friends. i'm scared abt bitching so much cuz what if one of these days she just happens to be browsing blogs and comes upon mine. then i'm screwed. you're the devil, making me talk badly abt somebody i actually like...i mean, she's really a nice person, just doesn't always know what she's saying.
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