Sunday, September 25, 2011
♪ & all that counts is here and now
You hit me like the sky fell on me, fell on me
And I decided you look well on me, well on me
me: i can't believe u ddnt bring back THE BROKER, when i specifically told u to man. WHY didn't you!?mertan: i can't believe u ddnt bring back MY BOOK MAN! it's my favourite! that boook.. by.. michael.. botham.
me: WHAT? bring from where!? huh. and WHAT. WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE BOOK CALLED? huh!! .... eh.. wait. shit. it's michael botham? ... then.. who's james patterson?
mertan: IS IT WHY YOU BOUGHT ME this book!? .. holy crap. no wonder u raged when i dno who the author was!
me: AAAAAAAHAHAHHAA. holy crap. ????? srsly. then who's james patterson!? HOLY SHIT I GOT RIPPED OFF!!! *googles
mertan: wth. freaking google his books! not the guy!!!
yeah. i so have no idea who the hell james patterson is and what he wrote.......
me: OH!!! TWILIGHT! .... is his name robert patterson? awwwh. daaamn. then who the hell's james patterson
and ur book's called SHATTER btw. and it's not even that awesome
(james patterson - torn apart [below])
& it was like everything in the world was good again. like nothing matters
(:
lied on mer's butt and read PICOULT while he stoned/youtubed
the usual. did nothing
yeah, me neither
11:06 PM
