www.sMhyla.com

www.sMhyla.com

Hi, my name is sMhyla, and I'm a blogaholic.
This is my e-Space to rant and rave.
Who am I? That's for me to know, and you to find out...


Sunday, February 19, 2006

Text message playback

For this post, please pardon my French, but this story is word for word, except names were excluded to protect the idiot.

At 12:05 am, I received a call from a boy out of the blue. I didn't even want to answer the call, but my other friend insisted. When I answered the phone, he asked like he always does, "What's up?" To no surprise, he was out at a local bar. I simply responded that I was busy doing this or that, staying in from the rain. So that was the end of that random call- or so I thought. Unfortunately for me, a string of text messages ensued later into the rainy night.

At 12:24 am, his text message: Want to get together later?

My response: For what, may I ask?

At 12:29 am, he wrote: Whatever

My response was NOTHING. I wanted to tell this stupid guy off, but I decided "silence is golden". If you have nothing good to say, don't say anything at all- right? This is a rule I hardly ever follow, but I tried this time. That took alot of will power, believe me.

At 12:38 am, he wrote: I am not really drinking as usual just thought to stop by for a sec

My response: No thx.

At 12:56 am, he wrote: Come on lets get naked and fuck!!

My response: Fuck yourself, [his name].

At 1:01 am, he wrote: Too late I already found someone else

My response: I am sorry...

A few seconds later, I completed my text message: For her.

At 1:11 am, he wrote: Hahah! I know right

At this point, I stopped responding to this nonsense.



Creative Commons License
sMhyla © 2005