Friday, February 3, 2012

Repeating history.

Soft spot during high school was those boys working at stores in CS. Adorable ones detected and best believe to see my face at their spot per week, pathetically trying to get noticed. But I looked like a dork back then and the only time I get to flirt was when I was with my friends, in school uniform. Glasses on with flat head hair. What a flattering view.

Period of 2007-2008.

Who knew my heart would flutter when I saw him just now. Be there, don't move.

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