Okay.

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I ended up ringing Carisa last night. The convo went a bit like this:

Carisa: Hello?

Me: Hey.

Carisa: Hey. Um, what're you doing?

Me: Just wanted to tell you I found my CD that we lost. It was on the kitchen table.

Carisa: I don't remember you putting it there.

Me: Nor I. But anyway. And I wanted to know if you were okay.

Carisa: Am I okay? Yeah, I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be? Are you okay?

Me: I think so. I don't know. So, I'll talk to you later then?

Carisa: Yeah. Cheers.

Me: Cheers.

I have no idea if that went well or not. I told Jonathan about it, and he nearly pissed himself laughing. He said he knew it was going to happen eventually, because she always brought the subject up. I think my mum heard us, cos yesterday affy she said she noticed my bedroom door had been shut. She never discussess the state of my door. It's always shut. This was right after I phoned Carisa.

If she does know, it's Carisa's fault cos she wouldn't keep quiet. Bwaha. I reckon I can take that as a compliment.