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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

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{ Thursday, November 12, 2009 }

Today has got to be one of my favourite days (: Everything was so awesome.

I guess it started off with me being able to wake up and finish my spanish work and then went off to watch one episode of Grey's Anatomy. Season 6 started off really depressing but it was freaaaking amazing still!

I left the house feeling a little down because I keep wanting to skip spanish today. Dont know why but ALL that changed the minute I was queing up for bus 61 (: I looked to my left and guess who's walking towards me man. MR. WHITE HEADPHONES! :D I had to bite my lip so I wouldn't smile at him walking towards me. So he was right beside me and I just had to tell someone about it if not I would have burst out laughing and he'd think I'm WEIRD. So I messaged twin and then the bus came. I sat near the doors cos he usually sits like further up front but guess what. HE SAT BEHIND ME. Whaaaat lah. I cant see him LOL. Anyway, twin was asking me to take a photo. HOW TO! Turn around and stare at him and stuff the phone into his face and take photo right? I WISH. Woah, but it was damn thrilling and I dont like it. I dont know how to act around him ): I kept smiling to myself on the bus and I'm so sure he saw because, did I mention, he's right behind me! HAHA. He probably thinks I'm some weirdo.

Thankfully the bus ride was pretty long. LOL. Cos he walks fast and after he got off the bus and crossed the bridge and walked towards convention centre, I lost him. LOL.

Went to class and continued smiling to myself. I did well today as well. My spanish teacher said "Perfecto" (: HAHA, cos my sentence was completely right. I ROCK.

I smiled my way back home and I'm still smiling now. Marianne's a happy girl with Mr. White Headphone is around (:

I don't like how it feels I guess. How seeing him makes my heart beat so much faster. How my eyes cannot meet his. How each time our eyes do meet, its like he's staring straight into the very heart of me. I dont like how he's the one I want to see everyday. I dont like how I cannot control my actions when he's around. I dont like to think that I'm falling for him but somehow I think I am.

& just know this; I notice.


{ fin }