Love letter.
(Later in the afternoon,reaching evening, at evan’s office,employees are all gone,no body out there except me and him.)
“Hey mate, i always wanted to do one thing here, almost to do it today.”
“What’s that?” Evan keep working on his laptop.
“I don’t know how to handle that, but i guess something like unburden the sound from my heart or something.”
“To who the fuck? You fucking crazy cunt! Don’t do this freakish random shit.”
“What? You never do this type of shit?”
“Never! Sounds fucking stupid and funny to me…you’re fucking insane,barbara!”
“I always do this shit, to my frist girlfriend and some real girls, i mean like, usually, to real girls this shit working well, with some kinda blood of man, mettle of youth, romance of emotion, affinity of a lovely young boy. You know these stuffs? Evan?”
“Whatever you say.”
So i start to write. After i hesitate for a little while, i start writting in chinese traditional, Evan stop typing and walk over to staring at me.
“Phyllis:
I don’t know since when and whatsoever i just like you a lot. Don’t really know in which way i should express my feeling. I don’t easily get chance to see you, but everytime i meet you i felt randomly happy myself. I know it is difficult for you to tell who i might be, but i still wish that some day you would figure out who i am, and keep me as a part of precious memory in your head. By the way, you look much beauteous when smiling.
Yours
Mild_Seven1981jp@yahoo.co.jp ”
“That’s fucking so random and fucking childish, what the fuck are you thinking?” Evan start laughing,jumping from the roof to the floor, later put both of his hands on stomach, both feet stamping with louder and louder laughter.
“So what you gonna do with the letter? You seriously gonna send it to her or what?” Evan still laughing while flapping my back.
I punker the paper and write” watch this” on the other side. Put in her drawer and use one of her biscuits to cover it. i spend about 13 minutes to guess what type of reaction when she see this the next day when she get to work. After a few minutes i kinda regret doing that. thought i’d better got it back. But there was some other guys waitting for us. and we are already late for 40 minutes. Then me and Evan rush out.
— — —
(The next day. On the phone.)
“Evan, i’m so so so curious about what her reaction was? Just tell me, fuck! Tell me!”
“I wasn’t there before she came, i didn’t see her face at the moment when she got to read it.”
“What the fuck! Told you to go there early! Now what? Oh,,, ask Eric, he must know some shit about it!
He always be early at work.”
“No, dude, he wasn’t early today, he’s late today also.”
“…”
“Barbara, are you alright? What the fuck? Barbara? Why the fuck you get so serious about this shit?”
“…”
“Well, Barbara, i didn’t know what the early reaction was but—she seemed to be really happy at lunch time.”
“Ohhhhhhhh! Really!!! Oh, fuck, i gotta go check my mail to see if she sent me a letter. Talk to you later, Evan, bye!”
— — —
( Right away, i walk to my computer with a elated heart. )
Login.
Check mail.
There’s no unread mail in my mailbox.
…
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June 24th, 2008 at 11:43 PM
Maybe if you had less girlfriends, then you might find it easier to focus on picking up particular ones