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Thursday, July 06, 2006 cheryl is hot stuffff. 8:57 AM but before the Post Arangetram Thank You post i had to do this first. cheryl is hot. hahah. went clubbing with my girl and she is one hot sexy mama! since i didn't get any action i had no choice but to keep track of hers. and she got picked up by 8 guys. 8 of them. no wonder she didn't wanna leave MOS. yurgh. i is not liking that place. the songs aren't that nice, come on i didn't hear shakira or PCD AT ALL and it is filled with lots of I Think I Am Cool manjan boys and I Think I Have Breasts manjan girls. but it's alright, i get to exercise my skills in math and count the number of guys cheryl gets picked up by. oh thank god it didn't exceed ten, if not my poor brain would have been overtaxed. i'd have had to use more than my fingers! the funniest thing happened. i was happily dancing with the lovely cheryl and then: indian boy, in striped shirt. scrawny, ungelled hair. either side or center parting. striped shirt tucked neatly into pants, and get this: a PEN in his breast pocket. i swear there probably was a calculator and brylcream in the pockets. my eyes went wide. and i started giggling. of course, the fella takes this as an invitation to come dance with me (eeew goawaygoaway) and cheryl gets so happy that someone's actually picking me up that she shoves me towards him. why cheryl whyyy. the conversation goes something like this with Scrawny Indian Boy: me: you're not singaporean are you? SIB: i am. me: don't lie. SIB: okay fine, i am from bombay. me: *laughs* knew it. (okay now he's Bloke from Bombay) BFB: how did you know? me: *shakes head and tries to get away but can't cos cheryl refuses to move. grrr* err so you're an engineer? BFB: yes, what else? hurhur. me: electrical? BFB: oh gosh how did you know? me: *hysterical* and how old are you? 23? BFB: *stares at me as if i am psychic* *waves arms to show how surprised he is at my accuracy* all this while he tries to dance with me and i try to give cheryl Get Me Away From This Bloke From Bombay looks. i find my chance when, Bloke From Bombay says: BFB: if you don't wanna dance with me it's okay. me: huh? oh really? byebye. *scurries away* BFB: huh? no wait. i was just joking yaaaar. omgomg i was hysterical! besides he said he studied in australia, not in the US so he can't give me my green card. hahhaah. i'm still waiting for lindy to bring back some Nice Indian Boy From A Good Family for me. she promised! hahah. 0 comments |