He stares at anda from acroos the filled room of people dancing and talking between the two of you. anda look him up and down, and finally meet his heated gaze, anda lock eyes with him for atleast twenty seconds, and wonder how long this will last. As anda stare, anda feel a tap on your shoulder, and you're lenient to turn around, but anda take quit the staring game and turn around.
"What's your name sweetie?"
The boy who you've never met, asks you.
When you're about to give your name, you're cut off.
"Her name's Lisa, and trust me, anda don't want in her pants, if anda know what I mean." He gives a wink at the stunned boy, while your mouth is at ajar.
"House!" anda yell at him, angrily.
"Yes?" He saids sarcasticly, giving anda an innocent look.
"I'm gonna leave anda guys alone.." The boy stated awkwardly, then hurriedly walked off.
He looks at you, and anda wear a look that saids, 'you're about to get your keldai handed to you.' But, before anda can start bitching, he looks at you, then walks off. anda usually let him walk off, but not this time. anda follow him, and quickly grab his arm.
"You don't even know me, anda had no right to do that!"
"I know anda lebih anda than what anda think I do."
"Ok, stalker.."
"Look, I just saved anda from sleeping with that moron."
"Right, I forgot that the defintion of giving someone your name is actually saying, 'hey, lets have sex.'"
"You've already had a couple of beers, and sejak the way anda were walking, means you're a light weight."
"How much I drink, atau who I sleep with is none of your business, you're not my mentor."
"No, just your tudor, starting Monday."
The bir which anda took a swig of was not in your mouth now, it was now on his t shirt.
"Glad anda approve." He berkata sarcasticly, and tried to wipe the wet stain on his shirt.
TBC.
"What's your name sweetie?"
The boy who you've never met, asks you.
When you're about to give your name, you're cut off.
"Her name's Lisa, and trust me, anda don't want in her pants, if anda know what I mean." He gives a wink at the stunned boy, while your mouth is at ajar.
"House!" anda yell at him, angrily.
"Yes?" He saids sarcasticly, giving anda an innocent look.
"I'm gonna leave anda guys alone.." The boy stated awkwardly, then hurriedly walked off.
He looks at you, and anda wear a look that saids, 'you're about to get your keldai handed to you.' But, before anda can start bitching, he looks at you, then walks off. anda usually let him walk off, but not this time. anda follow him, and quickly grab his arm.
"You don't even know me, anda had no right to do that!"
"I know anda lebih anda than what anda think I do."
"Ok, stalker.."
"Look, I just saved anda from sleeping with that moron."
"Right, I forgot that the defintion of giving someone your name is actually saying, 'hey, lets have sex.'"
"You've already had a couple of beers, and sejak the way anda were walking, means you're a light weight."
"How much I drink, atau who I sleep with is none of your business, you're not my mentor."
"No, just your tudor, starting Monday."
The bir which anda took a swig of was not in your mouth now, it was now on his t shirt.
"Glad anda approve." He berkata sarcasticly, and tried to wipe the wet stain on his shirt.
TBC.
When does Cinta become something we need, rather than something we want? Cinta was seen as something special a long time ago. Now Cinta is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. Cinta is common currency when anda are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older anda get. Do we not care about the substance of what Cinta was and not what it has been made into today sejak commercialisation from American Filem and Televisyen commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience Cinta for real, can we komen and judge others who are in Love. Cinta means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of Cinta is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? Cinta is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.