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Sunday, June 08, 2008 . 17:10

Sunday is the best!! I get to see her again, thou it’s just for the second time. Even it’s just a short min or stealing a glance. It’s all worth while.

Next week, next week!! Definitely I will make my move.

She has the lips of an angel, eyes that steals my heart, a smile that enchant me, and a look that is still so mystifying.

What would I do?

She is a guitar teacher, she teaches music theory and she look like my age.

Oh my… I have gone stupid and dumb. Being an adult and having such a teenage feeling.


Hitherto,

it began with a glance,

Move on with a smile,

Spark on by chemistry,

And it had just electrocuted me!


I AM GOING TO EXPLODE!!!