tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329666762011-04-21T14:11:05.451-07:00Dk-Seraphichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17148289335403797949noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32966676.post-1160672583239521622006-10-12T09:40:00.000-07:002006-10-12T10:48:17.926-07:00<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">UPDATED!!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">"A Dream"</span></strong> con..<br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;">That night...<br /><br />As I was on my bed resting, my head only was filled with her. I soon realized that I was kinda fond of her. She's a gentle, shy and soft spoken girl. So, I decided to go down to the hotel the next day to meet her once again.<br /><br />After a peaceful night of lala land, I went to school the next morning. I smsed her asking if we could meet again. When class ended, she replied back with a "yes".<br /><br />The school bell rang, I rushed out of the classroom and the school gate and waited for a bus down to the hotel where our meeting place was. After a long ride, I alight from the bus. As I was about to cross the busy road, I saw her waving to me it.<br /><br />Running across the road to catch up to her, although she was smiling happily, I could tell that somehow, that she was sad inside. I asked her if she was okay but she ignored that particular question. Instead, she asked me to accompany her walk around area and looking at her, </span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;">I agreed to accompany her.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32966676-116067258323952162?l=darksr.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dk-Seraphichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17148289335403797949noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32966676.post-1155933007722647662006-08-18T13:26:00.000-07:002006-10-12T10:41:25.600-07:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><u>A Dream</u></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"Bye!" I said to another group of class from Japan. It looked like this group had come to Singapore for a school oversea tour. As I was walking away from the bus I just alight from, I noticed that a person was following me. I turned around and noticed it's a girl from the group. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">She gazed into my eyes and said bye unexpectedly. Without thinking much, I bid her farewell and walked away. But she kept on following. "Err, is anything wrong?" I turned and asked her.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">As she's not local and is unable to speak much English, she passed me a piece of paper. On it, she wrote her phone number. I soon realized that she was running back to the bus, I hurriedly gave </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">chase, but sadly to say it was all in vain...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The bus has left, and I felt unsatisfied not being able to know her name. I quickly flag down a taxi and followed the bus she was on.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The bus stopped at a hotel. I got out of the cab and ran to the bus entrance and wait for the girl to alight from the bus. When she saw me waiting for her just as she was stepping out of the bus, she was shocked.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"Erm, may i know what's your name?" I asked her as soon as I saw her. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"Xin," she replied shyly, with a thin blush on her cheeks. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">After knowing her name, I shook her hands and invited her for a drink at a near by coffee shop. There, we chatted non-stop happily: talking about both how the people live in both Singapore and Japan. We noticed that our lives are very different in our two countries. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">After a long talk, Xin said that she had to return to the hotel as it was getting late. We packed up our stuff in an instant and I walked her back to her hotel room. There, i bid her farewell and went home...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">To be con...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32966676-115593300772264766?l=darksr.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dk-Seraphichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17148289335403797949noreply@blogger.com1