the Mr Crinkled Jeans incident

the moment when you first approached me, on the vintage tram, was sexy. i was nervous; thoughts running through my mind of what to say, scared of akward silences. sitting next to you was uncomfortable, you were heating up teh seat with your hotness and it got to teh piotn when my gluteus maximas turned bright red when i came home. Our eyes were fixed while we were talking; youre eyes sparkled and it wiped all my nerves away. Our frienship matured quicker than i thought. we shared a special connection no one else could ever have within such a short period of time. our coolness, rebellness and bitchiness brought us closer from becoming good friends to best freinds and now lesbian lvoers. Although our relationship was important, it was suddenly shattered into broken pieces all because of a guy. Looking back i regret all the shit that happened. the tears and hatred over Mr. Crinkled Jeans. I was childish for letting this get in the way. Giving eaachother greasies, cyber bullying one another over fb and pulling eachother hair was nonsensical. Just Pathetic. Mr Crinkled Jeans ruined our friendship and i'm sincerely sorry. i take back everything i did to you and should have known not to let Mr Crinkled Jeasn get in between us, i mean who am i kidding? he obivously suits me more. i'm sorry to break it to you love, but its just how it is. But i'm sure we can let all this behind us for now. I'm exhilarated that our relationship is back on track after the Mr Crinkled Jeans incident. I love you, Zarki. I mean Uyen Van** and May we have babies together as cute as Emjay, as hot as Allen, as sexy as Dina and as Korean as Daniel Na May we recruit more people in the Crayola Club who are as cute as Binh, as hot as Tina, as sexy Ailan and as Korean as Brendon. May our friendship be as loving As Dillon's love for spam, As Michelle's lvoe for herself and her own jokes, As Janine's love for greasing, And as loving as Gavin's love for porn Amen.