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Monday, July 14, 2008Y
Nicknames

He was flipping through one of the fashion magazines idly, more to have something to do with his hands rather than to get dressing tips from a female mag. I was doing my routine facebook surfing thing, looking for new photos to check out and updated profiles to kay-po about.

I landed on his facebook profile. "Why do you call yourself XXX?"

"It's just my nickname since a long time ago."

"It reminds me of a band name. Do people actually call you that?"

"Yeah. I have a lot of nicknames. What bout you? What do people call you?"

"Cindy. Cinny... Bubbz... My family calls me Dy though. And my mom still calls me Baby sometimes...-__-;"

"Haha serious?? ...So what should I call you?"

"You can call me anything you want."

"So... can I call you my girlfriend?"


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