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Friday, January 26, 2007.5:38 PM

Little Prince from Vietnam

Was in the library searching on LINC for bassoon music.

The Little Prince came along. *He's my best friend from the Conservatory*
(He sees Indonesian girl A at the computer and goes up to her)

LP: Hello *A*!
Girl A: Hello
LP: What are you doing?
Girl A: Oh I'm writing emails.
LP: Writing emails here ah? (seems Singlish has rubbed off on him a bit)
Girl A: Haha...

(Indonesian girl B comes into the library - LP has tried to hit on her before)


Girl B: (mutters something in Bahasa Indonesia to Girl A - guess it means she's late and she's apologising)
Girl A: Hello *B*!
LP: Hello *B*!
Girl A: Let's go!
LP: Where are you going?
Girl B: We're going dating.
LP: Where? Tell me where. Maybe I can follow you.

(Me: *biting back my lip to prevent myself from laughing out loud*)

Girl B: We're GOING DATING.
Girl A: Yes, we're dating.
LP: ??? What's dating? What do you mean you're dating?

(Me: .....*faint*.....)

Girl A: You don't know what is dating???
Girl B: *laughs* Yes we're dating! Haha...Bye!!!

(The 2 girls leave LP behind and walk out of the library)

(LP appears despondent and walks over towards me)

(ME: Please don't come over and sit next to me (I whispered under my breath)

(LP walks to the computer terminal behind me and sits down)


~The End~

.:. 0C o m m e n t s.:.