Breathe In, Breathe Out

Why do I keep doing the most ridiculous things?

Things that never fail to embarrass myself! Why!?


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BEFORE LUNCH HOUR


JC: *sarcastically* Thanks for the morning call, Pam.

Pam Song: *totally blur* Huh?

JC: At 8:30AM? *smile smile grin grin*

Pam Song: *still unbelievably blur* HUH!? What you talking about?

JC: *pulls weird crazed-stalker smile*

Pam Song: JEREMY CHEN! (Whoa, for once you see the name of the dude whom I so fondly refer to as JC!) STOP IT! TELL ME WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT RIGHT NOW!!! WHAT MORNING CALL!? *frantically rummages through purse in search of my W810i*

JC: Haha. Haha. Haha.

I look through my dialed numbers and...

There. It. Was.

Jeremy McCann, dialed 8:27AM on 4 November 2008.

*groan*

Pam Song: Oh. My. Goodness. I can't believe I called you!!! I didn't even know! I was still in bed sleeping at that time, actually. Set my alarm at 8AM but didn't quite wake up then. Haha. (I ramble, I know. -_-) Did I wake you?

JC: Yeah lah! Like, 4 minutes before my alarm rang summore. Haih. And then I couldn't go back to sleep. -_- (Please lah. 4 minutes only sleep wat sai?)

Pam Song: Haha. I probably called you by accident while I was trying to snooze the alarm on my phone or something. Haha. *laughter dies and panic sets in* S-h-i-t. WHAT THE HECK DID I SAY???

JC: Nothing. You were breathing. In and out and in and out.

Pam Song: Oh. *blink blink* Hmmm. Okay. That's good.

JC: But you were breathing lah. In and out and in and out.

Pam Song: Wait a minute. YOU COULD HEAR ME!?! Oh my goodness!!! Was I snoring??? Huh!? Huh??? Hello, was I snoring or not???

JC: Nope. But you were breathing. Haha.

Pam Song: *slaps forehead* ARGH!!! MaluatioooOOOoooOoon!

JC: Pam, you were sleep-calling me. Heh heh.

Pam Song: SLEEP-CALLING!? Hahaha. Riiigghhhttt.

JC: And you sleep-called ME.

Pam Song: *rolls eyes*

JC: That was the closest I got... *evil glint in eye* ...to knowing what it's like to have you sleep next to me. Heh heh heh.

Pam Song: @_@ WHAT THE HECK!?! *totally freaked out* Waitaminute. How long were you listening to me???

JC: A looooOOoOoong time. *mischievous glint in eye*

Pam Song: Eeyer! So sick! Behave yourself lah! *smacks JC with the resident office bantal busuk*

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After much thought, I blame this missed call
*points below* for this embarrassment.

Jeremy McCann, missed call at 9:01PM on 3 November 2008.

It's officially JC's fault lah, I tell you.

Sigh. Damn kau shy wei. *blush* This experience tells me that Sony E's one-touch redial-your-missed-calls function isn't always a good thing.