A problem I encountered ( second entry )

This morning I woke up with a gamut of emotions, along with paralysing fear. Fear that everything that happened yesterday was all just a dream. After all, it was so surreal that Leiza, who is so unapproachable to my other interested friends, would confess her love to me. What would they say about me? Should we keep it a secret? What would she think of it?
There was so many questions I could not answer and I almost mistook my Tennis shoes for my school shoes( that would not end very well ).
Then, i noticed at the classroom that her bag was placed on the chair beside mine. After the usual greeting marking the start of class, we sat down, and the others started to chit-chat amongst themselves. The atmosphere at my place was unusual, a load of nervousness, with a speck of jubiation. But, just as I was just about to get used to that strange atmosphere, she grasped my hand so tightly that it almost hurt. Her palms were sweaty and warm, and so were mine. At that moment, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief. If I had a tail like a dog It would surely be buzzing with hidden joy. Then, I thought to myself: Luckily, I am not a dog. How stupid of me to think of such a thing!
It turned out that she had specially approached the teachers to let her sit beside me with the oh-so obvious excuse that "she could not see at her place".
We talked through classes with, oddly, no disruptions by teachers.
Then, the problem hit me hard.
The day after was her birthday. She told me not to go out of my way to get a present, but her eyes showed otherwise. I knew she wanted me to celebrate her birthday with her, but the problem was the present. I JUST STARTED TO GET TO KNOW HER YESTERDAY. That sentence flashed in my head and I slumped on my chair. I will not make it in time for her birthday. Nearing the end of the school, I was drowned in the thoughts of gifts I could give Leiza. By that time, I had almost given up.
Looking up at my bedroom ceiling, its white-washed facade always gave me ideas.
True enough, I jumped in freak realisation. What I needed was a girl's advice on how to make a girl happy. I whipped out my handphone so fast that I dropped it as if it were a bar of soap. The excited sweat glands on my body started pouring as I called Sonia.I kept on stuttering, and I was glad that she could not see my rosy face. The conversation lasted through the night and I slept, slowly preparing my heart for the big day. Sonia told me, "I would want a kiss from my special person."
The next day, the date was set. I told Leiza to meet me at Tampines Mall for dinner, 7.30p.m. She sat beside me, quietly staring at the white board. Her hands were shivering, and it seemed that if I touched her she would faint due to 'massive heartthrob'.
Somehow today, time, as if with a malicious intent, moved ever so slowly. I could only let each second pass by, and each minute to feel like an eternity.
I began to comtemplate the existence of so many eternities as I shuffled into my striped jacket. The night drew near, and so did the meeting time.
We had dinner and I accidentally spilled some F&N on myself.
We went to the arcade and my hand accidentally hit the game buttons too hard.
We went shopping and I accidentally forgot to bring my money.
Time, cunningly, seemed to pass so fast as the night grew old.
Our first date had so many accidents and I knew I had to make it up to Leiza.
My present.
I led her out to the park nearby. What i said then, should have made her happy.
I pointed at the starry night which I gazed upon every night and whispered in her ear, "I found my evening star tonight.....you, dear Leiza. This is your present." It must have been a shock to her. I gently kissed her on her warm cheeks. This moment seemed like an eternity too, and I wished silently for more eternities to come. I walked her home and I could see that her cheeks were flushed in the serene starlight.
Then, I saw it, that brilliant smile.
At her front gate, she told me the last words of our first date, "Hey...if you look at the stars every night, I will too be looking at it. We will then, be connected."
I smiled too.
Oh starry night, I wish that she loved my present, and that our romance would blossom.
It is not an expensive present, but it is the thought that counts.

My Heart is in a fluster ( first entry )

Something happened today in school. Even after a cold shower i still feel the warmth of her touch. Entering my dream-like state of mind I vividly remember the ethereal beauty I found in the equipment room.

Well, the day started off like any other day, Math followed by physics. The usual buzzing of the class hurt my eardrums as I retrieved my textbook from under my desk. Glinting in the corner of my eye, I found a paper note, carelessly taped to the M of my math textbook. It was really not much of a surprise to find a note stuck under my desk or such as my best friend Sonia would almost always forget her homework and sent me a note to lend her mine for 'reference'. No, this was different. This note was from the girl diagonally across the class. Her name was Leiza, half-blooded and beautiful with her hair always tied in perfect braids. I read the note repeatedly in my mind:
Dear Cedric,
could you meet me in equipment room after school?
you do know where it is right?
I want to talk to you about something, I....just need to get it off my heart.
love,
Leiza
It was written in such amazing handwriting, fine itallic with a cursive tinge, almost like an angel's words.
I was certain it was a love letter, but I did not know why a girl like her would find interest in a boy like me.
Thinking along that train of thought, time flew past, and it was soon the meeting time.
I could say that I was happy, but I was nervous. What would she say? Why in the equipment room? Again, with those thoughts filling my mind, the road from my class ended at the door of the equipment room.
I creaked the door opened and stepped in.
The room seemed almost magical. The sun gently lighted up the room, as if someone had spilled honey. And then she was there,like a cherry on top a strawberry smoothie.
I faintly remember what ensued.
The sun caressed her pretty face, as she walked slowly towards me. She took me forward and brushed her lips against mine. Her eyes, closed, looked ever so innocent, and her hair, sweetly scented, tingled my nose. For that one moment I stopped breathing, I stopped thinking too. My whole body was enveloped in that passionate kiss. However, the bliss ended as abruptly as it started, and we both parted in the evening sun. Today, I had my first kiss, and I'm falling asleep,thinking about my dear Leiza, homework left undone.
The words 'I Love You' were never said.

Well....

I'll have to start making my CA 1 BLogging, before our dear Ms Tan comes visit and asks in a mother-like tone, 'Cedric, why does your blog have not a single Decent( the word used here is the OPPOSITE of Indecent) post here. I will ultimately fail you for posting Horrendous comments about life!'

宇多田光Utada Hikaru

Gan's trying his very best to promote Hikki. But I just can't find it in myself to devote myself to a public icon. He did succeed in making me fall in love with "first love". Guess she's a better singer than those pesky little girls, who form little groups and act like cute little people. They can break out of their vertebrae and eat their own toes, backwards.It's SO not obvious that I'm talking about Girl's Generation.

私わ学校で午前... (im in school....)

1. Dreaming of an immensely beautiful girl, in my half-dead head.
2. Looking at my 'I want to be left alone'*brush hair back* teacher.
3. cocking up more evil mastermind rules,since I'm so ridiculously close to becoming one.
4. singing 君に届け (kimi ni todoke), my 'HOMAIGOD I FRIGGING LOVE THIS SONG' song.
5. Listening to Sylvester's horribly random nonsense.

Great...

Talking to people who i don't even remember kept me up to 2 in the morning, and now i'm posting something for you readers. seriously, 行くと死ぬ.

when i become an evil mastermind

1.My Legions of Terror will have helmets with clear glass visors, not face-concealing ones.

2.My ventilation ducts will be too small to crawl through.

3.My noble half-brother whose throne I usurped will be killed, not kept anonymously imprisoned in a forgotten cell of my dungeon.

3.Shooting is not too good for my enemies.

4.The artifact which is the source of my power will not be kept on the Mountain of Despair beyond the River of Fire guarded by the Dragons of Eternity. It will be in my safe-deposit box. The same applies to the object which is my one weakness.

5.I will not gloat over my enemies' predicament before killing them.

6.When I've captured my adversary and he says, "Look, before you kill me, will you at least tell me what this is all about?" I'll say, "No." and shoot him. No, on second thought I'll shoot him then say "No."

7.After I kidnap the beautiful princess, we will be married immediately in a quiet civil ceremony, not a lavish spectacle in three weeks' time during which the final phase of my plan will be carried out.

8.I will not include a self-destruct mechanism unless absolutely necessary. If it is necessary, it will not be a large red button labelled "Danger: Do Not Push". The big red button marked "Do Not Push" will instead trigger a spray of bullets on anyone stupid enough to disregard it. Similarly, the ON/OFF switch will not clearly be labelled as such.

9.I will not interrogate my enemies in the inner sanctum -- a small hotel well outside my borders will work just as well.

10.I will be secure in my superiority. Therefore, I will feel no need to prove it by leaving clues in the form of riddles or leaving my weaker enemies alive to show they pose no threat.