Monday, November 21, 2011

Man of the Hour

He was rather tall with a body slightly bent forward. He has a fine, sharp nose and a slight curly hair which reminds me of one of my brilliant cousins who is now a licensed engineer, working abroad. His skin was so fair and his melancholic eyes are closer to that of the Westerners. His captivating smile matches every girl's fantasies, making me wanna wish his just mine.

It was a bright Monday morning– a good day to start the week right. That day was made even brighter just when I saw my Mr. Perfectly-Perfect eagerly posting his report in front. He started reading his assigned topic and glanced at his listening audience once in a while. He pronounced the words so well but I didn't mind listening at all since my attention was fixed on his amazing physique.

At the midst of his report, I was imagining weird things already– so weird that the time I shared it with one of my best pals, she just bursted out laughing and concluded that I was so childish. Hmmp! Anyhow, I don't have the plans to reveal here what I shared to her; perhaps because of some good reasons.

On the other hand, I don't wanna die a martyr because of my illusions. I decided not to give him meaningful glances anymore not because I don't like him; but because it is now time for my next class– maybe I can resume it the next time around. Haha :D