How I freaked Karen.

Here we go, people!

To sum up the ridiculously long conversation, Karen and Ashley, who are very good friends (nothing more than that) were chatting. You see, after Ashley told her about who he liked, she obviously became very interested. Yes, if your best friend, that happened to be of the opposite gender said that they liked a certain somebody, it does hint at something interesting, doesn't it?

Unfortunately for her, she was wrong. It wasn't her, if you did bother reading. Never mind, I can trust the 2 of us to keep our mouths shut. And you too, dear reader.

So, Karen continue questioning Ashley, and he agrees to an interview. After a few questions, she was pleased with herself. Narrowed the suspect list to 4 people. I scrolled through the list of answers he gave. Then I looked at what she was referring to. He told nothing but the truth, and Karen left me out. Oh well, that was her fault...

She asked about the 4 people. Nope. She started expanding, until she finally hit my name after, like 10 other names.

Silence.

Then Karen's phone rang, and she read the SMS. I looked over her shoulder, and I quote:

U better not tell any1.

In case you haven't guessed, here's the translation.

Yes, it's her.

And of course, we can immediately see Karen's reaction. Her eyes went as wide as plates. Her mouth went to a perfect "O" and she was stunned.

Apparently, she didn't expect this. Welcome to my world, I'd say. Nothing in here makes much sense, and I've given up on deciphering the inner workings of the male mind. Perhaps, one of these days, somebody will become the next Freud and get a guide about the male and female mind.

Mustn't digress here.

So there we were, me wondering what the heck Karen did to get in, and Karen wondering how awkward this could be, and me finally noting how fucked up this is.

Finally, Karen snapped out and noted in the chat that she was... surprised at his choice.

Why, he asks.

Well, I didn't seem like his type.

And I suppose his type is the bimbo, ditzy blonde type, no?

No. He was more likely to be going for the smart girl, according to Karen.

Well, this offends me. Sure, my Chinese is nowhere near good. Ok. Far from good, but my English, Maths and Science more than made up for it last, last year. Right?

Right. So why not?

In her not-so-humble opinion, I'm the... good girl, and he's the heck-care character. That is rather flawed, but is mostly accurate. I AM rather nice. Just mostly to you, and most of my ex-classmates. Not so much to my classmates, nor my tuition classmates, nor to anybody who pisses me off. In that order. My classmates don't really matter that much (no offence), my tuition classmates suffer because Kelly and I are trying to up each other, and people who piss me off are just asking for it.

And he is heck-care in most aspects. I have seen him when he finds something interesting, that he finds good enough. He dives whole-heartedly into it, becoming totally obsessed in solving it. And when he's done, he throws it aside, and moves on.

Anyway, got another fave song. I can't really trust the embedding, due to past experiences. So, here's a link to the song, God Knows, by Haruhi Suzumiya. Indeed, I don't really understand, but who cares?

It's a good song, good vocals. And that is the video, not an AMV (Anime Music Video). Taken directly from the anime. This is an extended version, if I'm not wrong, from the DVD. Then again, don't quote me on this. There's also the piano version of this song.

Because let's face it. Anything that is turned to piano version, done well enough, makes it awesome. So, here we go. God Knows, by Haruhi Suzumiya.

This version ain't too good, because it is a copy of what somebody else did. Never mind. It still is good.

Mabel, the Integrated Data Sentient Entity.