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PROLOGUE: understanding my life sentence

Get up for today: tight gym pants, purple no sweat v necks...just another boring outfit for the gym...
Setting: coffee shop
MOOD: lonely..just lonely....

Here i am weeping my ass off at an ordinary coffee shop at the mall, sipping a strange kind of caramel machiatto that the waitress with boy scout shorts concocted, just waiting...
just waiting for someone i dont even know i exist...so first of all my name is_______.... just call me
N a fresh college grad from a university where archers are ablaze..haha..so yeah i just graduated and now i am currently living the life of a gypsy, someone with plans but no plans kinda path type of girl... just to keep it simply...im BUM...just BUM.
Firs of all i want to make a disclaimer... the title of my blog right now is "Banana chips love story" ...but it doesnt mean that all i am going to write is about my love story which is kinda a ZERO right now...my status have been kinda that shitty recently...

right now im in between boys...or so i thought...


MR.M - the intern guy from our office, the IT dude who talks like an indian 
MR.G - my current crush and almost love of my life which he doesnt even know i like him...
MR.E - the guy who waited for 4 years to see me... but i don't want to show up...
MR.D-the guy that i like and likes me but can't have a relationship with me because he is stuck in some               ............skitch's life


oh well...so welcome to my love story...a never ending adventure of complicatedness....


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