Tuesday 20 January, 2004 at 5:56PM (Nereus)  ::  permalink  ::  comments (0)

Here's something funny I just read on the NZ Surf forum:

Subject: TWO VERSIONS OF THE SAME DAY....

1. GIRL'S DIARY
Saturday 22nd November 2003.
Saw John quite late in the evening and he was acting really strangely. I'd been shopping in the afternoon with the girls and I did turn up a bit late so I thought it might be that. The bar was really crowded and loud so I suggested we go somewhere quieter to talk. He was still very subdued and distracted so I suggested we go somewhere nice to eat. All through dinner he just didn't seem himself; he hardly laughed, and didn't seem to be paying any attention to me or to what I was saying. I just knew that something was wrong. He dropped me back home and I wondered if he was going to come in; he hesitated, but followed. I asked him again if there was something the matter but he just half shook his head and turned the television on. After about 10 minutes of silence, I said I was going upstairs to bed. I put my arms around him and told him that I loved him deeply. He just gave a sigh, and a sad sort of smile. He didn't follow me up, but later he did, and I was surprised when we made love. He still seemed distant and a bit cold, and I started to think that he was going to leave me, and that he had found someone else. I cried myself to sleep.

2. BOY'S DIARY
Saturday 22nd November 2003.
The All Blacks lost to the Poms.
Positively one of the worst days of my life. Got a root though.

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