Friday, October 9, 2009

played paparazzi

i was busy thinking what words to suffice the sentence over a glass of frappe when i saw from a distance a familiar face. after a stick or two, i rushed myself inside to attach myself to the dreadful thesis reality. hesitant at first as to her identity, i took myself some snap shots and zoomed the images to take a closer look.

so i was half drawn over her attention, half on the thesis we were working on. thursday, i watched a dance something fest and i was so tired that instead of paying attention to the dancers, i was busy counting the hours to end. surprisingly, i got out of the hellish coliseum and went home. little did i know that she will be there, as a judge for one of the competition (the woman im referring to).

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