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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

He makes me love that song

First, I AM SORRY for not posting any post lately :(
My education world is killing me! I mean, why should we study about muscles by killing a frog? (I'll tell you later, not now),
and why must we study that difficult Mathematics and Physic if I ended becoming a house-wife?

Okay, I'm sorry for blabbering too much :(

You know, I don't know why (and I'll never know maybe) how can I fall out love and fall in love so easily?
Yeah I'm talking about love.

So, I have this one guy. I adore him once; long time ago. He was funny and good at magic. He poisoned me (not literally though)
Now I become a closer friend with him. He is amazing, endearing, and still funny as always. He looks me at the eyes and listens to me. He asks me lessons. He tells me stories. He tells me his music passion. He sings in front of me and I listen. He says I'm funny and that I can make him laugh. I am secretly in love with him, and actually I don't want him to know that.
Okay, there's one song, Dynamite by Taio Cruz.
I know the title, but I never give a damn about this song. I never listen or wanting to listen it. Then it's him. Who makes me love that song. It's him, for goodness' sake.
He send that song to my cellphone, and I realized that he only has three Bluetooth Pairing, and one of them is me. I was touched enough :p
Then he asked me, "How's the song? Do you like it?" and he sang it again. I said yes. But I never told him  that it was him who makes me love that song.
He'll never know.