I take my shows seriously.

Me: I just want to cry my eyes out.
Hugh: Whats wrong? What happened?
Me: Chuck & Blair aren't together. She married Louis. She belongs to Chuck!
Hugh: Gossip Girl?
Me: OF COURSE!
Hugh: Oh my God. I'm going to slap you so hard you're going to forget about Gossip Girl.

Difficult Decisions.

WARNING: All names mentioned are changed for privacy.
Me: Frank wants to hang out tomorrow, but I promised Sam that I'd go out to lunch with him.
Sergio: Well, its about preference. Who do you prefer?
Me: Weeeeell, Frank's car has AC! Sam doesn't! WAIT! Frank just totaled his car!
Sergio: You'll die no matter what! You either die in a car accident with Frank or heat exhaustion with Sam! Who do you like better?
Me: Eh... they're both kind of touchy. They both kind of annoy me and make me want to kick them in the throat. Hahahah.
Sergio: Ewwww! They're both touchy?! You'll get raped either way!
Me: So, no matter who I chose, I get raped and die.

Best "haha" moment.

Tyler: Rebecca Black is pregnant.
Cheza &I: What?!
Tyler: Too much partyin' on Friday.
Cheza: Guess she chose the backseat.
Tyler: Fun. Fun. Fun.

...smh...

Robert: He's 36 years old. He seems dyslexic.
*I write 63 year old*
Robert: 63?!
Me: It says "sixty-three years of age".
Robert: Oh wooooow!
Me: & You called them dyslexic?
Robert: I'M DYSLEXIC! Even worst!

I keep receiving hair compliments.

Steven: Angelene, your hair looks different today.
Me: I didn't do anything to it...
Steven: Its looks sexier.
Me: ...Creep.
- a few minutes later -
Travis: So, is this the crazy hair table? A shaved head & a dyed beach blond head?
Me: HEY! My hair is perfectly fine.
Travis: Oh, I know. Your hair is great.
Me: Oh, thanks.

This boy (;

Him: Why didn't you ever call or text me during winter break?
Me: Oh, so you did notice! It works both ways, you know.
Him: I know, but usually a girl will cave in and at least text the guy.
Me: I told you a long time ago that I'm not going to be some typical girl these days.
Him: So instead you waited around in hopes I'd make the first move?
Me: Sorry, kid, I don't wait around for guys anymore.
Him: Okay "not a typical girl", fine. Lets arm wrestle then.
Me: You want to arm wrestle all of a sudden?
Him: Did you want me to read you some love poem? Hug you and say that I should've made the move? I mean, you said you weren't the typical girl.
Me: No. Lets arm wrestle.

My whole family is childish.

Me: My brother is 22 years old and on his birthday, he was looking up Pokemon.
Woody: Hahaha! Good! He shouldn't grow up.
Me: TWENTY-TWO! There's a line.
Woody: Why don't you try being like a little kid.
Me: I'm wearing a Hello Kitty watch from McDonalds after buying a Mights Kids Meal. Don't tell me about not growing up.
Woody: ...Good point...

His comebacks are too good.

Matt: Whats your goal?
Me: Not you (x haha~
Matt: You're right. You're supposed to be the goal, and I need to get the ball in you.
Me: Boy, we both know you don't have game.
Matt: You're right, 'cause I don't play girls (;