While I was hugging my pillow in the morning, I had a strange yet fascinating dream.
There was this lightly bronze complexion feminine creature I was to be match made with. Her age was 17. Malaysian was her nationality. Perhaps I was too stunned to remember her name. Her crystal eyes were dazzling with an attractive shine. The individual had vivid features and when I first saw her, I was like omgoshh. When I first lay eyes on her, I knew she was the one. There was an agreement to be married in 5 years. We hit it off straight from the start. The dream continued with family functions we attended such as me meeting her family and all. We were always clinging together and enjoying each other presence. I do not remember exactly the motions of the illustrations in my head. However, I remember the emotions.
Soon my eyes woke up and a sparkled smile lit up. I soon embraced reality that the fairytale seemed like a nice movie or novel. Perhaps it was a sign to encourage myself to hack care about the social-life and love-life which I am currently deprived off. When the time come, ill just get matchmake. I’m happy that my parents are less conservative than my external family. The choice is really mine to make.
On the topic of love life- I always find it very complex. Just having the heart beat is nice.
Well, let me share about this girl who is in a class of mine. She represents the art of simplicity. And god is my witness when I said her smile is so wicked. Wicked because it cast a spell on me? Just looking at her made my heart smile so much. My brain toyed with the thoughts of me asking her out. Two ideas I will share. The first being, “can I bring you to the Singapore Flyer”. Another one was to give her a James Blunt concert ticket. Well, I tried my luck trying to communicate through online means. No reply. I know my attempts contradicted the module we are taking- Public speaking. And if you may be thinking, I did have the thought of reciting an impromptu speech about love and link it to her. Flowers blossom to imitate her beauty. Lol.
Anyway, part of me just prefers having this infatuation racing in me. I think the word is infatuation? Perhaps the busy schedule makes me scared of pursuing. I very much prefer being led on. I know im the guy but I’m tired of trying to impress. I prefer to just pamper.
