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Blog Entryhappiness by the hands. ;)May 11, '08 11:49 PM
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      I gazed up the sky. A number of birds passed by as I noticed a rain drop fall from the clouds, now gray ang gloomy.

 

      I quickly snatched my pad and pen, and raced inside. I could hear the distant sound of thunder as my cellphone lit up with a new SMS. It was from him. Smiling, I got my phone and I'd never felt happier.

 

Ok. Pause. and hit Rewind.

 

 

      " A guy once said this to a girl.. ' the only way I could hurt you, is by holding your hand too tight." - we spent the afternoon together with a bunch of friends. It was the same place and the same faces, yet something about it told me that day would be quite different.

 

     I never had plans on coming or going there, but something urged me to go.  It was a cloudy day in May and as I approached the room they were in, I looked down and took a deep breath.

 

     I went inside and said a bunch of hellos. yet a distinctive HI stood out among the rest. It was from him. My face kinda lit up as I sat next to him. We had occassional talks and a few laughs.

 

     It was the first time that we actually spoke to each other. We met through common friends and just texted our way to knowing each other, being the norm today.

 

     The group decided to watch a movie. We were all on the floor and he laid down by my lap. My hand brushed his head slightly and then I realized that his hand was near mine. Err. I couldn't think clearly now. His hand moved slowly and touched mine. His hand felt warm as they touched mine. It fitted perfectly and I found myself smiling. Maybe there was something there that made me realize that he was different.

 

     I've held hands with other guys, yet no other hand fitted perfectly, the way his hand did. He was younger than me, something I don't prefer in guys. But at that moment, I never thought about it.

 

Ok. Back to present.

 

     It was my writing hand. He touched my writing hand and I told him that, and he told me that I touched his heart. It made me weak, down-to-the-knees weak but it made me smile. It's never difficult to be happy but at times, its difficult to find someone who makes you "that" happy. :)


nikkitoledo wrote on May 12, edited on May 12
It's never difficult to be happy but at times, its difficult to find someone who makes you "that" happy. :)
hahaha tinuod... but i found him njud nic...=) hope you found/find yours...♥
nikkisia02 wrote on May 12
hahaha tinuod... but i found him njud nic...=) hope you found/find yours...♥
awwwwwwwwww:) kanindut! myta pd nic oi! hehe. :D
isamariejul wrote on May 16
..*BABY NIK* nice one!!! hihihihihi.. i hope HE'S the ONE!!! char!! ur only 16.. daghan pa!! hehehehe
isamariejul wrote on May 16
gibasa jud nko as i promised...♥♥Ü
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nikkisia02 wrote on May 17

      I gazed up the sky. A number of birds passed by as I noticed a rain drop fall from the clouds, now gray ang gloomy.

 

      I quickly snatched my pad and pen, and raced inside. I could hear the distant sound of thunder as my cellphone lit up with a new SMS. It was from him. Smiling, I got my phone and I'd never felt happier.

 

Ok. Pause. and hit Rewind.

 

 

      " A guy once said this to a girl.. ' the only way I could hurt you, is by holding your hand too tight." - we spent the afternoon together with a bunch of friends. It was the same place and the same faces, yet something about it told me that day would be quite different.

 

     I never had plans on coming or going there, but something urged me to go.  It was a cloudy day in May and as I approached the room they were in, I looked down and took a deep breath.

 

     I went inside and said a bunch of hellos. yet a distinctive HI stood out among the rest. It was from him. My face kinda lit up as I sat next to him. We had occassional talks and a few laughs.

 

     It was the first time that we actually spoke to each other. We met through common friends and just texted our way to knowing each other, being the norm today.

 

     The group decided to watch a movie. We were all on the floor and he laid down by my lap. My hand brushed his head slightly and then I realized that his hand was near mine. Err. I couldn't think clearly now. His hand moved slowly and touched mine. His hand felt warm as they touched mine. It fitted perfectly and I found myself smiling. Maybe there was something there that made me realize that he was different.

 

     I've held hands with other guys, yet no other hand fitted perfectly, the way his hand did. He was younger than me, something I don't prefer in guys. But at that moment, I never thought about it.

 

Ok. Back to present.

 

     It was my writing hand. He touched my writing hand and I told him that, and he told me that I touched his heart. It made me weak, down-to-the-knees weak but it made me smile. It's never difficult to be happy but at times, its difficult to find someone who makes you "that" happy. :)

hahahaha. buing ka ais! LUTAS?? hahahahahahha.
isamariejul wrote on May 27
LUTAS jud..hihihi
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