I was totally confused as to what to write and I literally was searching for ideas.
Anyway, I decided to tell you guys a small story from my life. This is a true story and a part of my life. I find it quite funny now though but it happened and here it is:
Once upon a time, there was a time in my life when I was too much into Facebook. So one fine day I received a friendship request from a guy. There was one mutual friend and the guy ‘LOOKED’ cute, back then. Anyway, so I accepted the friendship request. Let’s name this guy Robert (Name changed). We started chatting. He had this weird way of chatting. Back then, the ‘Text’ language was getting quite some hype. This guy however, used a very strange texting manner. A few example’s here: Sorry became Sowie, Baba became Buhbaah…! Honestly, in the start it was a new thing and different too, so I didn’t mind but later it became a headache.
After a week of ONLINE CHATTING, he said he LOVES me and wanted to meet me. I ignored the I Love You and agreed on the meeting part. I was single and wanted to try the dating thing. Finally, I met him, he was cute. We shared our numbers, started chatting for a few days. The guy was too sweet. Now this kind of sweetness is something, I can’t deal with. Within a week of chatting Robert wanted me to meet his mom and said ‘I love you’ 1000 times. Really!
Now I was bored of his sweetness. He was one of those clingy people. He wanted me to tell him EVERYTHING! Eventually, I started avoiding his calls and texts. I thought, he is trying to be sweet so that he can get intimate with me, but he said, “No buhbaah! We will ‘make love’ only after we get married.” I was shocked. I didn’t want to get married.
One fine day, I asked him to meet me near my new office. I told him we can’t carry on with this arrangement. To which he said, “Babe, I can’t break up with you. I don’t know how to live without you.” I was scared by now and decided to stop talking to him at all.
Eventually, I changed my number and didn’t give him my new number. But even now, I sometimes get a message from Robert on my Facebook wherein he abuses me and tells me that I have spoiled his life.
I had been TALKING with him only for 3 weeks. That’s it!
Moral: Don’t talk to guys with BAD SPELLINGS!
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Sowieeeee…. Mwahhhh! 😆😆😆😆
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