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By  johanna wattimena     7:03 AM     
So far my life has been a total ride. Yesterday, ada Nigga yang overheard my conversation (the viet, not my classmate) with Ryan. here's the story...

Ryan: So, what's that book there?
Joe: Oh, it's my drawing book. i just bought it at Pike Street yesterday.
Ryan: how much does it cost?
Joe: (contemplating...) Ummm... (i know it'll be unwise to say the price right here in the bus stop. but, oh well...) ten bucks.
Ryan: shiiittt...
Joe: i know, i was like "im not paying 10 bucks for that thing!"
The Nigga: (all of the sudden) what do you got in there?
Joe: what?
The Nigga: what's in there?
Joe: oh, nothing. it's blank. (joe showed him the blank book)
The Nigga: (to ryan) did you pay 10 bucks for a blank drawing book? (he's definitely getting the wrong signal)
Ryan and Joe: No, no...
The Nigga: Damn, 10 bucks for a f***ing drawing book. (over and over again)

i was scared. sekarang gue selalu berdoa setiap kali di bus stop. gw takut ketemu mr.nigga lagi.

About johanna wattimena

An explorer driven by curiosity. This blog is one of the longest commitment she manage to keep.