I believe my parents will have beaming faces when i take this boy home that has standards. Unfortunately ever since i opened my facebook account, my inbox has been flooded with conversations that are just depressing.
This boy, who must be purchasing his airtime on hire purchase system decided to tell me about his father's farmland, the swamps around and the birds that fly in the area..ok i just exaggerated...but seriously there was nothing to talk about but his father's things. i think he was on a monologue plan because i did not reply but every two seconds i'd get different parts of the jazz right until part letter 8 when i was like...uhm no no no you may stop this is not a radio station where you text your multiple requests. EH!
Exhibit B: the one who knows the moon as if he was with God when He was making it. Yes i like smart boys...they tend to be funny, a smart kind of funny is an added advantage. but this one was just reminding me of my Supplementary Science text book...ever announcing what planet is new, which planet is safe to go too, how the earth is hot...my GAD....Master, i also go to school you know, my room has GUREEAAYYT wi fi!!
Exhibit C: hey this is Martin and we have the same interests. looking for companionship im your guy. As if we bought the interests from the same shop. And then he adds, 'looking for companionship im your guy'-at least now i know when i grow up i know which people i will find in the advertising section.
Exhibit D: hey gal do you like rap and hip HAP.....LOL i had to keep talking to this one because these accents were too many to waste. So, hip hap it was...im a rock and pop person so i really found it hard keeping up with this grandson of 2pac Shakur. so when he sent me links of some rare free styling rap artists i'd google the reviews and sound a little more refined in the specified area. but some how the sound of the genre HIPHAP just irritated me i just had to block him to avoid further communication.
Exhibit E: You look soooo good.-first of all that comment cracks me up i laughed so hard i ended up logging out by accident....was too lazy to log in and keep conversating.
Exhibit F:Hw a u gal? how is yo lyf?? Well, presently it is in shambles! Not only i'm i put off by poor spellings, but i also don't want my father to feel like putting me through school was a waste. i have never felt more annoyed by such people. I dont even text things in that language that has some semblance to English on the phone, i surely won't have a blast reading them in my inbox
Exhibit G: hey girl, i think God has brought me to you.....I'm sorry but i didnt receive that notification
Exhibit H: I could be with any other fine girl instead of you....First of all you should be arrested for stealing Ryan Leslie's words and then secondly,i think you don't understand that i am not in the same league with those fine girls-i'm past that. This, right here, Anna Kakuba is a result of careful calculation, now try to work out some equation and understand the channel you on!
Exhibit I: the yori yori singers-haaaa i think my memory card had that song in its fullness, don't give me a remix too!
i could go all the way till Z, but my brain hurts-painful memories indeed!
This boy, who must be purchasing his airtime on hire purchase system decided to tell me about his father's farmland, the swamps around and the birds that fly in the area..ok i just exaggerated...but seriously there was nothing to talk about but his father's things. i think he was on a monologue plan because i did not reply but every two seconds i'd get different parts of the jazz right until part letter 8 when i was like...uhm no no no you may stop this is not a radio station where you text your multiple requests. EH!
Exhibit B: the one who knows the moon as if he was with God when He was making it. Yes i like smart boys...they tend to be funny, a smart kind of funny is an added advantage. but this one was just reminding me of my Supplementary Science text book...ever announcing what planet is new, which planet is safe to go too, how the earth is hot...my GAD....Master, i also go to school you know, my room has GUREEAAYYT wi fi!!
Exhibit C: hey this is Martin and we have the same interests. looking for companionship im your guy. As if we bought the interests from the same shop. And then he adds, 'looking for companionship im your guy'-at least now i know when i grow up i know which people i will find in the advertising section.
Exhibit D: hey gal do you like rap and hip HAP.....LOL i had to keep talking to this one because these accents were too many to waste. So, hip hap it was...im a rock and pop person so i really found it hard keeping up with this grandson of 2pac Shakur. so when he sent me links of some rare free styling rap artists i'd google the reviews and sound a little more refined in the specified area. but some how the sound of the genre HIPHAP just irritated me i just had to block him to avoid further communication.
Exhibit E: You look soooo good.-first of all that comment cracks me up i laughed so hard i ended up logging out by accident....was too lazy to log in and keep conversating.
Exhibit F:Hw a u gal? how is yo lyf?? Well, presently it is in shambles! Not only i'm i put off by poor spellings, but i also don't want my father to feel like putting me through school was a waste. i have never felt more annoyed by such people. I dont even text things in that language that has some semblance to English on the phone, i surely won't have a blast reading them in my inbox
Exhibit G: hey girl, i think God has brought me to you.....I'm sorry but i didnt receive that notification
Exhibit H: I could be with any other fine girl instead of you....First of all you should be arrested for stealing Ryan Leslie's words and then secondly,i think you don't understand that i am not in the same league with those fine girls-i'm past that. This, right here, Anna Kakuba is a result of careful calculation, now try to work out some equation and understand the channel you on!
Exhibit I: the yori yori singers-haaaa i think my memory card had that song in its fullness, don't give me a remix too!
i could go all the way till Z, but my brain hurts-painful memories indeed!
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