On an ordinary day, in an ordinary place, the unexpected happens.
It was a usual friday night out with friends who were in the mood to sing their hearts out and just to enjoy. The goal was accomplished and we were having a grand time.
Just when I thought the night was over, our friend said she was on her way -to be dropped by probably the only guy that can come close to a celebrity icon that I totally dig.
With that, we were literally sprinting towards the entrance so we can see him. We were standing there for what seemed like an eternity. I was pacing, I was getting my speech ready- we were practically practicing how we were gonna go about meeting and talking to him.
The plan was set, the lines were practiced perfectly - but of to no avail.
A sleek red car came with its windows down, giving us a clearer view of the driver himself. With every inch that his car came closer to us, I was frantically panicking. But as nerve-wracking as the sitch can be, I managed to pull myself together and act cool. By cool, I mean, the plan was forgotten, the lines were a blur and all I could do was stand there, in awe, smiling like crazy and waved hi. WOW! What a way to impress. Hehe
It was a usual friday night out with friends who were in the mood to sing their hearts out and just to enjoy. The goal was accomplished and we were having a grand time.
Just when I thought the night was over, our friend said she was on her way -to be dropped by probably the only guy that can come close to a celebrity icon that I totally dig.
With that, we were literally sprinting towards the entrance so we can see him. We were standing there for what seemed like an eternity. I was pacing, I was getting my speech ready- we were practically practicing how we were gonna go about meeting and talking to him.
The plan was set, the lines were practiced perfectly - but of to no avail.
A sleek red car came with its windows down, giving us a clearer view of the driver himself. With every inch that his car came closer to us, I was frantically panicking. But as nerve-wracking as the sitch can be, I managed to pull myself together and act cool. By cool, I mean, the plan was forgotten, the lines were a blur and all I could do was stand there, in awe, smiling like crazy and waved hi. WOW! What a way to impress. HeheNevertheless, it was a nice feeling. I got to feel all giddy, excited and deliriously in cloud nine again. I was thrown back to the good 'ol college days when we used to sigh over guys like him. After such a long time, the emotions were refreshing and despite how silly I acted and how petty it seemed, it reminded me how it felt - the butterfly-in-the-stomach effect and the lightheaded feeling it gives us.
If I could just have moments where we could hang out together, then perhaps he may be more than just "the guy in my fantasies" (note the exaggeration). ;)





