I just came over from Jack's page and read what he wrote. What I wouldn't give for some patience and skill to work on my page. What is my obsession with making a good page? Well I guess my thought deserve a good presentation. This page is nice, but it isn't me.
I wrote this to Kim last night.
Ask Amanda
Her name is Amanda
I see her from across the room almost everyday
A stern look on her face as she scrutinizes the monitor
I like her slender figure wrapped in yellow sweater
Her legs covered in tight bluee jeans
Her demeanor rarely falters as her work goes by
The low hum of office equipment encircle the air
Whenever I brush past her
Her long black hair falls limp on her tired shoulder
Not glamorous or styled, just straight and true
"That's so embarassing," I heard her giggle once in
Cantonese
I always envisioned my first words to her would be "Ni hao!"
Now those fantasies are falling into place
Whenever I see her blue Civic Si parked out front
My heart would twitch alive
Something about a girl who can manage a man's car
You know, one that requires manual gear selections
She had a little cartoon character sticker on her gas door
Mirroring the red Pochacco on mine
Everyday I wish I could get the courage to talk to her
To ask her out, to get to know her, to be her friend
Why can't I do it?
Does she even see me?
Does she even know I am there?
"Amanda, my name is John."
Today I made little headway on the road of life. I did my work. I came home and I rested. Freddy Vs Jason is a huge disappointment. Not the movie, but the quality of what I downloaded. I didn't call anyone today on the phone.
posted by John @ 9:03 PM
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