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Ayooooo~
Sunday, 19 September 2010 // 16:19


I throw my hands up in the air sometimes
Saying AYO
Gotta let go
I wanna celebrate and live my life
Saying AYO
Baby, let's go


It's not even a dynamitey chorus.

-edit:

Always, in every weekend English tuition, Jonathan and I will SMS each other even though we sits 2 seats away from each other.

Today, this is the conversation:
Me: Hullo. :D Jonathan, you know what classroom to go tml?
(I asked because, there's extra tuition tomorrow.)
Jonathan: Dunno.
(I didn't reply.)
Jonathan: I test you :) What is a lucky tune?
Me: Don't tell me it's Miley Cyrus.
(Jonathan loves Miley Cyrus.)
Jonathan: Nope.
Me: Then what is it? Lucky tune. :/
Jonathan: Nope.
Me: What's the answer?
Jonathan: Fortune O.o
Me: OH. I'M SO STUPID.
Jonathan: -.- :) :d
(What sudden spam of emoticons? Then, Mr Teo started singing, "Yole yole leh heeyooo~" Then Jonathan was like laughing. Mr Teo say, "Oh Jonathan. You seem to enjoy this a lot. How about... Jonaaaaa jona than~"
Me: Mr teo sot de.
Jonathan: Ya.
Me: Oh ure being aimed at.
Jonathan: Ya. -.-
(I didn't reply.)
Jonathan: This shirt made him look young.
(Mr teo wore a green stripey shirt.)
Me: Normal.
Jonathan: Call him go facial and use botox. :)
Me: Oh wdf? :/ his hairrrrrrrrrr.
(Mr teo's hair is really... nerdy.)
Jonathan: Oh ya. Grow more hair too.
Me: What hair? Armpit?
(I turned around to look at Jonathan, he was not laughing.)
Jonathan: What -.- no, head.
Me: I expected you to laugh you know. Urgh.
Jonathan: O.o
(I didn't reply. Then, after 45 minutes...)
Jonathan: And I hope you find it, what you looking for~
(I was like thinking, huh?)
Jonathan: Just singing.
(LMAOOOOOO?)
He's creepy. After the lesson. He sent me, "I want to pee." EW?

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