In other news, I have a rather persistent admirer (the one who threatened to kill himself) who calls me about twenty times a day, and who sends me sms's that are essay-long filled with entreaties on how I should be 'frainds' with him. Given his insistence on how he'll throw himself off a cliff (or indulge in more imaginative suicidal activities) were I not to become his, I keep being annoyed (with every subsequent essay-sms) that he's still alive. Perhaps I should tell him that the only way he'll get me to love him will be if he proves that he's a man of his word. Then, and only then, will he ever be able to win himself a place in my heart. Kya karein? It's a tough world out there people.
Open offer (because I'm so generous):
If anyone would like to take him from me (come on, you know you could do with one more admirer), I would be happy be give you his phone number. I mean for all his faults, he's clearly faithful. And in this feckless, feckless world, what-else-can-a-girl want? Haina?