Meow est Outré

Everyday musings of a typical 16-year-young.

Illusion

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The steak is fantastic. I’m not supposed to eat beef.
…but let’s just forget about that.

You’re so cute… how could I reject the dinner offer?

Our eyes meet. I get the cloud nine sensation.
Am I being desensitised?

You appear to be hiding something.

Then you speak.

“I have something to tell you…”

…then a Jolin Tsai song plays and I’m rudely awoken. What a mood spoiler.
It’s 3am in the morning and somebody had to send a SMS to my sister at this time.

Then I curse whoever who ruined my dream, and my sister for forgetting to turn off the ringer.

Never mind, I’ll dream of being in a construction site next time.

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Written by meow

June 25, 2009 at 1:00 pm

Posted in angry, bleah, peeve

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