It's quite amusing how people seemed to fall in first times (or the second) of very very brief encounters. It's more stupid to conclude and say "finally" or "she's the one I'm looking for." (Whew, is this for real? I'm in love) Stupid!!!!! Lol.... And shame on me but I'm referring to a group where I belong.
I can still remember how I went through my "relationships-to-be." (yeah, if its right to claim that I really went through. What makes it more horrible is the fact that when the time comes that I'm on the final stage of making out if I should court the person or not, there would always be this little difference that would require me to "Back-off!" hehehe...
It was not long ago when I met this girl in my new university. All i can say is she is really pretty and intelligent, and girl friend material kung tutuusin. (Long hair, simple yet irresistible, intelligence and besides, her seldom presence is making my heart beat up to the dregs.) That was my first impression. Time would tell that the magic that I have mistaken for as to that of love is turning to be a damn joker in my life. (I'm not saying that I'm not in love with her now but I'm damn confused.) whew...
Why? I never imagined that I would have a girlfriend with multiple earrings and besides she sometimes act more masculine than me... Lol... (With regards to the latter, its pretty cute. She seems to be the cute sassy girl or an Angel Locsin in a 'Click' character making her way to be more attractive.
To cut the long story short, history would have to tell that she's not my dream girl. But I'm not throwing her out of my life because I feel something about her and I am really taking a hard time how to cope about it. She's a punk, more of an Avril Lavigne character. But I'm a conyo in my own right. Should I court her? Would extremes meet? Would opposites attract? In what point? How I wish...
Well, the one in the picture is not her.
She's my friend, she-she.
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