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Secret#8: when Jasmine asked me to talk to Ahmed for her, I totally knew what I was doing when I flirted with him, and I got a sorta kick out of him asking me out. Then of course I totally paid for it when he dumped me for Lara.

Too bad the closest i get to fighting is spitting "Yo Mama's so poor" lines and then running the other way.

And there he was, swimming in the lane right next to me, muscles glistening in afternoon sun, perfectly teethed grin as he asked me what i was up to. Aside from the obvious fact that i was swimming, i was also drooling a bit at the mouth, so had to pretend i had a bit of a cold, which didnt make me any sexier.

Well yay and hooray! my poor father handed me a receipt last night and it took me about half an hour to work out that all those zeros meant he had paid for the car and that i'd be driving my own wheels within the next ten days!!

How he managed to drive shitty for a year without being caught is beyound me, but then again he is a bit scary, especially in his 1982 Chevvy (a pimp ride that would make Xhibit cry for joy)...

Score: GOD: TWO. Me: Zero.

I scratched the car last night And once again it was totally my fault. I suck big time at parking & turning: i turned too close to a wall and got red paint all over it. Am totally blaming it on Another-Car-Came-And-Scratched-It-When-It-Was-Parked. just like the previous two times. Sooner or later my parents will catch on...

She promises This year's love won't die But when you wish too long On things that never come even water runs dry

So instead i lay sprawled on the opposite couch, in sexiest sprawling position possible, as we talked about relationships and i told him i didnt want a commitment, i just wanted to have fun without the headaches. It was like telling Charlie he was going to the chocolate factory.