dum dum dumdee dum
Sunday, June 3, 2007
I didn't expect it, but for the second time in my whole life, I'm thoroughly pleased (and wasted). Somehow, the glaring competition began, and we might as well have been made of wax, and put in museum, because neither of us were moving nor blinking. I could almost see the static thickening in the corer of my eye, but I dare not move my vision a degree away, or I might lose this match. Deviously, I scrunch up my face and wipe my nose with my hand, and blink a few times, without you seeing. Happy that you weren't aware of what I just did, I stare with even more force, if that's possible, and I close in, an inch too far, and I saw crescent lids tearing up. Ha, you're gonna lose, I thought happily. But perhaps, too much focus was bad for me, because apparently, I wasn't well aware that I was happy. Yes, I was happy, and I didn't know, or really care. I was just smirking, lips slightly tingling.
smiled at the sun again @ 7:39 PM,
