See, I've gotten to know this girl for a while now. And I dunno when and I dunno how, but more and more I'm starting to think of her wherever I go and whatever I do. Its like I can't control myself. It really spooks me, its scary. Sometimes I wonder if its love, or whether its just a crush. But it just feels like here's a girl who truly knows me, like the girl I've always been waiting for. Someone who can read my body language, anticipate what's on my mind, and who's able to look out for me as much as I try to look out for her.
Naturally I'm always looking out for her well-being, wondering what I can do to make her day better, or what I can msg her to bring a smile to her face. Rather like how her every gesture for me or msg to me always bring a smile to my day, and a glow to my face.
Its times like this that I start bringing out all the good 'ol love songs that I always listen to, and wonder if there'll ever be the day when I can sing them out loud to her, and tell her how I feel. See, she's almost too perfect to be true. She was everything that I always wanted in Grace, but never found. A face that can stop my heart everytime she looks right into my eyes when she talks to me. A good girl who has a genuine interest in God, with a heart so gentle that it has none of the holier-than-thou mentality you see in so many pple who profess to be serious abt God. And on a good day, I dare to harbour the hope that she loves me too. We talk on the phone everyday, so she must feel the same way too, right? We msg, talk, have lunch or dinner pretty often, so I definitely have a better shot at her than anyone else, right?
On the one hand I keep obsessing over the fact that she's just about too perfect, and on the other I start to realise that the more perfect she is, the more I think I'm so unworthy of her. With my screwed up life and mind, what can I offer her that she deserves? Nah... she deserves someone better than me. Someone who can make something out of her life. Someone who can bring her some material comfort on top of just emotional companionship. Someone whom she truly deserves.
But deep inside I like to think that if I do ask her, she'd say yes. Cos she's a romantic like me, who believes that nothing matters more than two people who have found in each other their true soul-mate. Someone who's willing to make the marriage vows of "for better or for worse" something she wants to carry out.
Muahahahahaha... man, who the hell am I kidding? If such a girl were to come into my life, I'd swear I was dead and in heaven already. Grins. Or else it will soon turn into an absolute nightmare where she turns out to actually be a married woman, who used to be a guy. No way would I ever get it so good in my life. But it sure was fun to wish and hope there for a while. (Read: My Name Without A Face, or else My Face Without A Name. *winks*)
Grins.
Hehz...
Just got home from watching THE INCREDIBLES. And man, it was incredibly (yes, pardon the pun) funny and awesome. Absolutely hilarious. Hahahaha... After yesterday's escapades of lunch and shopping with Paul and supper with Serene, Simon and Caleb, tonight's moie represents the last scrap of fun I have before hitting my books once again. Yes, that's right.
I still have two more friggin' papers to go before my exams finish on 2nd Dec. Its the bloody last day of the exams, I believe. And so there I am, gonna be one of them last losers to be hanging out at the library mugging away when everyone's out watching THE INCREDIBLES. Wait a minute, incredibly (ugh) - I've watched it already!!!
Wuahahahahaha...
Man Utd won last night. Alex ferguson's 1000th game in charge. Whoo hoo!!! While Liverpool's amazing injury jinx carried on last night, with their sole remaining fit striker now out also, barely 2 mins into the game. So as per their newly-established tradition, they lost 1-0. Muahahahaha... my luck must be turning!
At this rate, that girl without a name or face might actually show up!
I've been the king, I've been the clown. Now broken wings can't hold me down. I'm free again. The jester with the broken crown, it won't be me this time around to love in vain.
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sounds like quite a nice grandma to have. c'mon tell me who you're thinking of.
Bloody hell. Gimme Rachel anytime, buddy. Grins.
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