about a girl.●●●
Hi. People call me farah.I like to doodle lyrics. and quotes. I first loved on March 8,1993. Yes, I'm going to be a senior in high school this year. SPM sucks balls. Why can't they just leave us alone?. Taylor Lautner? he's my husband.. I like to read. Books are cool.. No, contrary to popular belief, I am neither a nerd nor am I heartless. i
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I want my ethan lookalike! =( ●●●
Wednesday, March 18, 2009 8:25 pm
Before I start, stefira says: FARAH AMIRA AMIR HAMZAH. you have some serious raging hormonal problem. I can see that your condition is critical.Not my fault! Okay, okay. So this morning, I had this awesome dream.... EVER. So somehow... I was living overseas. Either that or memang the setting is just like that.
Anyway, I had an almost boyfriend who looked like Ethan from 90210 but HOTTER, 6"0 ish? And his body... GOSHHHH! Will get to that later.
So, we went for a school carnival. When we got there, he suddenly disappeared. So I went all over the place looking for him. After AGES of looking for him, I gave up when I saw him at a booth, talking to a girl. He was SHIRTLESS. Wearing nothing but skinny jeans. His body was muscular, lean, fit and boy, did he have six-packs!
Of course, like a madwoman, I went up to him and dragged him away. I yelled at him for a while like "WHERE WERE YOU?" and stuff. He told me he went to play Basketball. I was infuriated. After talking for a while, I walked off; still feeling pissed.
I went to a friend's booth and hid under the table. I heard him coming close and asking my friend, where the hell was I. The traitor told him I was under the table. Darn. So he lifted the tablecloth and went
"Heyy babe"
Sumpah. I nearly died. But I told him "fuck off" because I was so so so so pissed. He chuckled and said, "Okaay then. I'll go talk to her now"as he pointed to this girl who in my dream was the typical blonde psycho bitch who thinks all the boys want her. I hated her with all my guts.
So I grabbed his leg, wrapped my arms around it and held on for dear life. I quickly said: "Don't go, don't go! Don't talk to other girls okaay? Especially HER!"
Mr.Ethan lookalike chuckled and pulled me from under the table. We regrouped with our friends and walked home, Mr. Ethan lookalike holding my hand. Adoi.
Best dream ever, I tell you. If only I had a sweet and sexy boyfriend like that. Unfortunately, I don't. Never had a boyfriend, not having a boyfriend. Pooh!
Mr Ethan lookalike, please come back tonight!
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