crack me up

Ehem!

By now, you guys might probably be thinking that I have a penchant for photojournalism. Or that I have an eye for the uncouth. Or just maybe that I am an emasculating bitch bent on thrashing the thrash-worthy. Nah-uh! I don't look around for stuffs like this; things like this come to me for no reason at all! *sardonic laughter*

I was sitting at the back of this certain class, quietly minding my own business, when my line of eyesight managed to droop downwards. "(Friend's name)," I whispered, " is it just my imagination, or am I seeing crack?" My friend inhaled a big gulp of air, then exploded laughing. "Dude, kadiri naman yan!" Then after regaining her breath, she said, "Tara, picture-an naten!"

"Kaw na lang dude," I said, "I don't wanna save trash in my phone." And after giving it a double thought, I took out my phone and took a pic. This sounds like naughty blog material, I thought.

FOOLIN'!

Rather, I thought that this would teach mah gurls a lesson 'bout having ta double check their backsides after taking their seats. I mean, I admit that this sticky situation has happened to me too, accidentally, and it could actually be very embarrassing when someone has to tip you off about it. Or especially if you have a line of perverts armed with cameraphones seated behind you. (That didn't happen to me! Or... if it did, I wouldn't have any idea)

Peeps, if you're offended, let me know. I'll delete this entry.