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The Story Of My Heart...
Friday, March 13, 2009
i lugged myself to school this morning. Dead tired, Darius just had to give me an early morning bug. Yes, i'm not a totally fun morning person and i do tend to rattle on alot. At least he kept me awake. * Fast forward, french orale was a goner. Got a ride =))) Dined near clarke quay. Too tired to even consider clubbing. Wasn't dressed to the nines today anyways. It was fate i guess. The sheer coincidence. Twice. Loved his mercedes sports. I like it when guys automatically hold the door open for me. Like how funny when they would walk faster just to get there. =) I loved how the times coincided. And the red-striped polo t. I hope i wasn't staring too much. Enough said. I'm a sucker for sweetness. And spontaneity. Especially when i'm down and not at my best moments. * I feeel the need to shop. I want a pretty white dress to twirl around in. And...
