today
lessons as usual
chinese had another mock test for gong han
gong han is super easy lor
lols
according to elvin,
i wrote some interesting stuff on my arm today
it was impulsive
it was a true example of over obsession (which he claimed he was joking for this statement)
&its hot love.
man, i love the way he describes the way im feeling for the-guy-in-our-class-who-was-wearing-centaur-t-shirt-today. short form, the guy.
am im confessing something here?
nah, since practically everyone knows about it already.
xD
assembly
went to hall for some yoga thingy
quite okay except it was kinda boring
lol
then got cross country briefing
go back to class alr 2pm liao
supposed to be released le
then li lao shi walk in and start to go through with us the gong han
lmao
then after that arrange table and chair for exam
zz
after we were released
amanda went home
me, lizhen and jiarui go canteen eat
lol saw the guy playing soccer
spirits lifted up by alot
LOL
bought strawberry milk and some seaweed chicken cos didnt feel like eating laska
we sat at the seats got v good view of the soccer field de
so nice sia
lmao
then yewhui come back from soccer field
treat him and they all drink
then bought another drink for them again
got lizhen to go to the soccer field and pass to them LOL
thanks lizhen
:x
i saw the guy smiling after receiving the drink
i felt damn happy
rofl
anyway
heres an extract from a storybook i was reading
the way the guy replied the girl at the last part
super sweet lor
things to take note before reading the story:
-i removed some parts in the middle cos i want to hurry up and get to the sweet part LOL
-Lee is the name of one of the 2 girls
-the other girl is Julia
-the narrator is a boy, named Scott
-Scott liked Julia since young, but Julia does not seem to like him back
-so Scott started interacting and talking with Lee, and now their relationship is improving
-this scene happened at their school’s winter dance which was held in the gym
hope you understand, since it’s a real nice story.
“Want to dance?” I barely heard my own voice, but I guess it was loud enough since she nodded.
We started dancing. It was a fast song, and I figured I looked like chicken that had just encountered a high-tension power line. But Lee didn’t seem to mind.
When the music stopped, I noticed a lot of people were still watching us. So there I was, at the last social event of the year, dancing with a great girl. A girl who wasn’t afraid to be herself. And who wasn’t afraid to step away from the safety of her chosen identity. I doubt there were many other kids in the gym—or anywhere else, for that matter—who had the courage to do what Lee has done.
“She looks sad,” Lee said when we took a break to grab a soda.
I followed her gaze and spotted Julia standing by herself near the rear exit. “Yeah, she does look sad,” I said. “She broke up with Vernon the other night.”
“Why don’t you dance with her,” Lee said.
“What?”
“Go on. No girl should stand around by herself all night, unless she likes being alone. And I don’t think Julia is that sort of girl.”
“She might not want to dance,” I said.
“Sure she would, Scott.”
“If you insist.” I walked toward Julia. This was like one of my dreams. Except each step took a whole lot of effort, as if the gym floor had suddenly tilted forty-five degrees.
“Hi. You okay?” I asked when I reached her.
Julia gave me a sad smile. “Yeah, I’m okay.”
I guess girls lie about that, too. “Dance?” I asked.
She nodded. “I’d like that.”
The band started a slow song. Ohmygod. Before I could dash away and hide, Julia stepped up close, and put a hand on my shoulder and another around my back.
We danced.
Everything felt so unreal. The dance lasted a lifetime, but ended in an eyeblink. We swayed together for a moment after the music stopped. I think she would have stayed in my arms forever. After an eternity, I let go of her and stepped back.
“Thanks,” Julia said. “That was nice of you.”
“My pleasure.”
I went back to Lee. “That wasn’t such a bad suggestion.”
“I thought so.”
The band played another slow song.
I opened my arms and Lee stepped toward me as if we’d done this a million times.
“So, who do you like dancing with better?” she asked, resting her head against my shoulder.
“That’s not the sort of question I’d expect from you,” I said.
“People change,” she said.
“Yeah. Everything changes. Flux is all around us.” Who did I like dancing with better? I held her a bit closer. “No contest, Lee.”
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