Clumsy In Love

"It always happen in the movie, why can't it happen in real life? Well movies are depiction of true life! Its an imitations, It can be fiction and life itself uncensored nor edited. Therefore, the possibility for it to happen exist. What is going to happen? What's going to happen is, love... Its downright nauseating and cheesy. But love is all about being cheesy and downright nauseating. This feeling comes and goes but the way it effects you is insane and funny. I always feel funny and insane.

The way he keeps running through my mind and I wish I know his name. I wish I knew his name for every odd reason! Reasons like, to Google him. To plan our wedding card and to come up with beautiful names for our offspring! All I need is a name and the living person next. Oh! wretched life. How did a single stare and a sheepish smile melted this cold hard rock heart of mine? How is it possible? What spell did he cast on me and lead me to a land of dreams? The way it happened almost like it was purposely done, perfectly coincidental and straight on the punch line. Is this fate? What follies, what bothersome and what nuisance. Why can't an over-voice just boomed out and tell me, QUICK! TAKE HIM BEFORE HE GETS AWAY! end of story and save me from a lifetime of misery. I don't want a second chance, I want that chance so I don't have to go through this right now and fretting the incident over and over in my blog! This is frustrating!!!"

I'm not being totally honest, aren't I? Let me tell you the story that took place on Wednesday, 18th of March 2009.
"At around 6:35PM. Every Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday is 'Gym Day'. At 5.30pm The She-Poet will clear all files away, shuts down her computer, switch off all lights and went down to the lrt station. By six she's waiting for the LRT and given another 15 minutes to board. In 5 minutes she'll arrive at KLCC and a 5 minutes walk to Menara Maxis and almost every time by 6:35 The Poet will be there at the entrace of Fitness First gym. She was alone in the elevator. Because the interior is filled with mirrors she was tempted and she spotted a smudge right under the corner of her left eye. As if she acted on impulse, she leaned forward, closer to the mirror and tried to smooth out the jagged line. Suddenly, the mirror breaks in two and disclose a blur figure with a grin on his face...She was caught off guard, fumbling and almost stumbling with her current situation. A silent scream played a good round of trauma attack in her head. What betrayal! There she was standing awkwardly with one eye wide open and mouth agape."

I was too embarrassed to notice... I actually or cognitively blind and it took me 3 seconds to notice that there was a guy staring at me face to face. His eyes was wide and a sheepish smile adorn his lips. He was glowing, his hair was wet that explained he just went out from the shower, he was wearing a crisp-y white shirt and a pair of black pants. His shirt was unbuttoned and I can see his sexy neck, colar bone...a bit of chest maybe.. just a glimpse of his chest muscles... :p Nevertheless, I was too embarrassed to notice anything else and make my way quietly to the entrance. But as I changed to my gym attire, while I was running on the threadmill, on my way back home and as I am closing my eyes to sleep. There he was can't stop smiling at me, blurry but definitely smiling at me.. hmmm"

The End.