stubborn smart-asses
Monday, February 26th, 2007Feb. 26, 2007
07:40 p.m.
Let us rejoice!!! I have a new project at last! ^__^ Yay for me! I can almost taste the sweet sound of my fingers tapping away at the keyboard with unrelenting p. logic pouring outta my head. At least, that’s what I’m hoping would happen. ^__~
With that said, here’s a nice piece of a conversation I had with my buddy way back. We were talking about his adorable little brother’s maturity.
???: maturity level almost same lang kyu
mel: aaahhhh yabang mo!
mel: watchu mean by that?
mel: does it mean super mature sha?
mel: or kasing mature ko ang isang 13 yr old kid??
mel: u better answer carefully
???: my little bro is mature but not mature enough
mel: hmph
mel: so u settled for the middle
mel: smartass
mel: prang cnabi mong yes and no
???: u wouldn’t call me smartass for nothing
???: u and lanlan don’t u talk of smart things like dat?
mel: we don’t do talking
mel: we’re like cavewomen
mel: ung pg i ask her a question, you’re lucky to hear even just a faint grunt
mel: hehehe
mel: ah sha lng pla ung cavewoman
mel: seriously.. i’m not kidding.. literal un
mel: that’s why i don’t talk to her at all
mel: pg kelangan lng
mel: hehehe
???: ur mean
mel: ok lng kse i have my tv naman.. so it’s never silent in my room
mel: well promise
mel: if she were ur sister, u’d seem like chicken little
???: i think i can pretty much talk to anyone… if i want to
mel: u won’t wanna talk if lanie was around u
mel: promise
mel: she can be pretty harsh
mel: she’s got this skill..
mel: wat’s it called?
mel: oh
mel: the great
mel: "i can ignore u all i want even if it kills me" skill
???: hmm.. i wish i could test that.
mel: be my guest
Lanie isn’t ALL bad of course. She can be pretty funny sometimes. When she tells stories, she usually needs to pull me towards her for me to get to listen to her. Then she laughs her head off even before the darn funny part of the story, but the thing is, I laugh my ass off too. We’ve got this very weird connection that way. She laughs, I laugh. Even if there’s nothing funny. We constantly piss each other off, and we constantly sabotage each other’s reps with Mom and Dad. When we do get decent conversations running, or if one of us is truly making the other laugh, we constantly find ways to annoy the hell out of each other, thus ending in what we call the immaturity bout. It would usually sound like this:
me: Hahahahahha!!!!!
lanie: Hahahahahahahah!!!!
me: Hahahahaha-haa-haaaa…. ha… T__T
lanie: T__T
me: T__T wiseass
lanie: immature!
me: YOU’RE immature!
lanie: no! YOU are!
me: no, YOU are!
lanie: IMMATURE!!!
me: >:P I know you are but what am I?!
lanie: IMMATURE!!
me: I know you are but what am I?! >:P
That usually goes on until one of us gets the last word in, which is highly unlikely, being that we’re both stubborn smart-asses. ^__^
