He makes me laugh

I didn't know that he would talk to me the day I visited his profile or basically his note. Since I was really interested with books, (bookworm) and his notes was all about the books specially classics that I am not interested of, but I'm trying. Since Scottish Chiefs by Jane Porter was mentioned in the book I am currently reading Authentic beauty by Leslie Ludy. EMMa by Jane Austen is an interesting book too..I find it interesting and there we started our online chat in Facebook. It's all about books, I was learning from him and I am listening to him. Well, not just that interesting conversation about books, he was rambling like a lady. He was the first guy I encountered that is so adapted with the stories of the books. That even the history or the combinations of the names, he knew. He is really a smarty-pants. He impart his knowledge, so selfless. Until I get so tired that I can't get any clue. I get no idea because he likes classics though I know some of it, but still it makes me feel "What? What is he saying? I have totally no idea... grr, what else could I have ever bring up?" And until the connection has lagged us and could't catch up anymore, so when the connection started to speed, he asked me if I have Yahoo messenger, and fortunately I have.

I really enjoyed my conversation with him, while my friends were bragging me that I am so nocturnal that up to early in the morning I was still having a chit-chat with him. But for me, it was just a mere communication with my long lost childhood buddy?(I don't even know what to call him) that I was able to talk with. That was actually UNEXPECTED.

Then there we go to some personal topics that we had almost same incidents in our lives. I got relate with it and some emotional stuffs too. Despite all the nosebleed topics we had, I was still smiling and laughing. It made me smile when he kept on asking me because he seems interested too in my personal life. (But please no double meanings)

He is so smart that he writes his own story, he joins extra-curricular activities, he loves to draw and classical musics... He loves to learn and answer all his questions in his mind. Like just what I had with him, sometimes I answer his question once in a one word that can also be an answer for  two questions. And he still wanted to know which one specifically is the answer.Like there is this trick question: where do you go by these days?  I thought the answer should be "nothing much, I do a lot of things"  but he has own different meaning too, he meant "What do they call you these days?" and I blushed without him knowing. He loves to tell story too and share some knowledge that he adapted from all his mentor or whatever he research. He made me laugh to when I accidentally said:gora (a slang word by homosexual which I believe it came from) and he jokingly responded: anu be teh, kalurka ah! Something like that, and I laughed out loud that ,can be heard  from the other room. From what I know this my childhood buddy? has a deep big voice since he reached his puberty. I find it so funny because he told me changing his voice most of the time and I don't know why maybe for the fun sakes or he is really a comedian.. 

Actually every time I reply to him, my heart's beats faster that I am so scared that I might fail to understand his sentences or I might answer his question wrong (grammatically and intentionally) I don't know, maybe because I can't reach him, he is so high. And so he gets my respect. Nervous attacks me whenever I talk to him, so in every words I have to think it through first before I send it to him. This second chat, I feel so free and comfortable. We were joking and teasing and laughing and also went to serious stuffs. I appreciate all the efforts, the advises, the questions and the songs I got to listen too. I also appreciate his being impish whenever he wanted too. I am not sure if I unintentionally hurt his feeling for being makulit so curious about the topic.

Overall, I don't know what it is Lord, but whatever it is Lord, I'll wait upon your REVELATION.

It's not just about my childhood buddy? It's also about God's direct calling. But since he had the feeling that we needed to talk, and I hadn't, I actually enjoyed it. I got the chance to talk to the person I call CHILDHOOD BUDDY when technically we didn't have any short or long talks back then... It was this Facebook been a great help to be the bridge of our communication! =)

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