Random;

Talking to my retarded peanuthead online:
Me: hes alright la for a malaysian artist. malaysians usually suck at everything.
Shayne: yeah, I know. the only malaysian that has ever made it big is Oprah.
Me: *dies laughing*

Shayne: do you think Im fat ?
Me: that was random. why ?
Shayne: I want to look like Pamela Anderson by next week. think Im far off ?
(Shayne is obviously a boy by the way.)
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convos Manda and I have on the phone when we've got nothing better to do:
"my grandma just came up to me and told me Ive got a nice figure. then she squeezed my waist and walked away. she was describing my figure like a martini glass, you know."
"you do realize a martini glass is like triangularish right ?"
"I know, but you get what I mean. Like urm, those coke bottle curves. You know theyre all kinda wide on top, small in the middle then wide again."
"you mean an hourglass figure ?"
"THATS IT ! AN HOURGLASS !"
*dies laughing*

*manda was telling me about this weird guy she was dating who wouldnt cut his one long fingernail until he had a girlfriend and he cut it recently when he was dating her*
"so youre like dating him ?"
"I dont know. He thinks Im his girlfriend. Am I his girlfriend ?"
"I dont think it counts if you dont really know about it."
"but he cut off his fingernail."
*I practically die laughing*
"whaaaaat ?"
"so now we're judging boys relationship status by the length of their nails ?"

*manda was telling me about her boy problems*
*I told her her about how torn up I was over this boy*
"I bought new shoes."
"ooo, what shoes ?"
"wedges." *describes every single detail about her shoes*
"niiiice... do you realize that we just went from talking about heartbreak to shoes ?"