"I am an instrument in the shape
of a WOMAN trying to translate pulsations
into images
for the relief of the body
and the reconstruction of the mind."

written by Adrienne Cecile Rich

Saturday, February 17, 2007

kilig moments

i came home from the fair gleeful of the events of the night, no matter how unfortunate my day was.

he's so nice, too nice in fact, to even be true. at first i thought he was just arrogant and wouldn't mind me at all, but i came to realize that he's just really shy at first. then we talked and talked and talked, and now he considers me a close friend. personal friend perhaps? too far shot to even think about it.

we didn't really get to go to the fair, we just simply passed through it because it was so crowded. haha. then we went out of the fair and just hung out in his car. yeah, we parked, but not in the way you guys think. i laughed, he laughed, we simply had a good time.

so here's news, he invited me to lunch on monday. i really don't know what to say. i'm so excited. i hope he would still enjoy my company as he did tonight. he said he did. i hoped he did.

i don't want to share this with anybody else, as it may decrease my kilig feeling, so i'm just writing it, hoping that my friends would rather not ask so i wouln't have to tell.

details will not be disclosed here, however. haha. he's so cute. he's smart, too. and from what i gather from our date together, he comes from a family background similar to
mine. hopefully my dad and my mom like him. i introduced him already (hahaha) when he escorted me to our car.

i washed my face of the remaining makeup, but i just can't wipe my smile away with my towel.

i'm not expecting anything to come out of it, but it's not really too bad to hope, right?


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