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Thursday, October 02, 2008
NEVEREND

SHORT STORY:

THE HUNK GOD. the way he swaggered through those doors left me speechless. he was breathtakingly good looking. his muscles that rippled through his shirt as he walked, the dimples in his cheeks as he smiled at everyone at the cafeteria. that was the first time i met him. it was love at first sight. or maybe lust at first sight.

i kept having intimate fantasies about him. even up till a point of daydreaming about him during classes. but wat would he see in me? i'm ugly, and invisible, while he's mr popular and suave. oh god why did it always have to be this way?Steph, why are you always falling for guys way out of your league? the answer to that only God knows...

it serves me right to have fallen for typical good-no0brainer guys like him. Get your heart broken over and over again. And letting yourself falling into the same old routine whenever you get your ehart broken huh,Steph? the old couch and telly, extra buttery salted popcorn and reruns of veronica mars and gilmore girls.

what if this was different? what if i take the leap, just this once to see where it will go...

"steph!!! steph!!! snap out of it!"a scrawny guy with oversized black rimmed glasses stared back at me. He's my best friend, James. Today there was something in his eyes that seemed new, confused yet sincere. It was a look i knew too well. The poor guy was in love with someone...