this is another chapter, q was in my blog and I said "should post it on livejournal is so complete as an album of world figures of '78" and voila!
Missed with the love of my life
Chapter 23 980 "Serendipity"
Wednesday April 9, 2008 , 18:30. Statistics was in class when the Gracious Lord Alexander " The Wolf "Grahl decides to end the class and let students go home. Salgo fired before the end of the phrase "Well, up until Monday left here." With preternatural sense recognition distances and times, Agus estimated to minimum needed to reach the second bondi, memorizing the times of each traffic light.
Nazca. Came running to bondi was already starting, take the last puff of my trusty Lucky Strike and I get to board. The bondi was, as the popular phrase describes, "to the balls." Could not advance beyond the local machine to pay. Like I make my way through the sea of mediocrity and come to a little place ago. It goes down the people in places abandoned by God, and I glimpse a seat behind me. I managed to sit just half mil before an old sit down (hey, there were places in the engine but my me warm and make me bad, so that Old Lady sat there) I sit next to the type best gay I saw in my life was like a cross between Ricky Martin at his most gay and Chayanne in related still more gay. Luckily he got in some neighborhood never will visit.
So ... I saw her. She rose to wanted bondi and the destination we looked. The world could have blown up a thousand times and I have known. Cut eye contact as she got paid and face "I do not think I want to feel you beside me but the truth is I want. " She came and sat down. Just when I stepped on sat bordecito of flip-flop (I think I thought I stepped on the foot or lake) and I heard her little voice say "Oh, sorry! Excuse me ... "To which I could only respond with the voice of love pigeon" No, nothing happens ... "and looked out the window thinking" I do not shit, not shit "And while I asked if he knew where he was Scalabrini Ortiz and told him if it was on which we were ... I told him how to get where I had to go (dance classes?) With my trusty guide T. .. and not as we started talking, I said his name was Florence and Black River, which had been two weeks ago to study architecture (!) in UBA (!) (?) and lived in Caballito with a friend.
And I liked it.
But just two blocks down DSPs of q started talking, and looked at me with eyes that I can still feel strongly and I said "Well, see, Agus . Luck. We said goodbye and got out. And I felt like something broke inside me. I looked out the window and she was looking as lost and returned to tell it where to go ... tenÃaq and walked away when the bondi started and went through where she was given be back and I looked around, to which the waved my hand and she did the same. There
was when the monkey moving the lever my brain imploded and I said "FUCK ! I did not ask the mail or phone! "And that little voice in my head said" Get off and look it! "And made her case. I went down pushing people through that mass of generic and ran to where she was. I ran with my heart in my hands, searching with a smile.
But never found. Do not want to miss and went back to bondi stop to go home with the soul on the floor. And now, worst of all is: no what to do. Look? Leave it and forget it? Blogging? Well, that's it.
HOT GIRL !
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Yesterday was spectacular, not to cold or heat and had an amazing little sun. After getting up late, I spent all day in Palermo Jime outdoor drinking mate and thrown into a canvas embraced KISSING. Haha, I remember when a girlfriend was something embarrassing and teased. Luckily we grew ... no?
Yesterday was one of those beautiful days, you will always remember. One of those days where everything is nice, there is nowhere to be wrong. There's only room for kisses and hugs, and smile and be loved.
A day to remember, Indeed
♥
