8;45 pm
September 2, 2013

I was reviewing my blog, rereading my post, and trying to spot some grammatical errors or run on sentences. (funny face)

I always say as a young kid that I want to/ will  create my own fairy tale and love story.

I don't exactly know howto start writing this, but ill give my best shot.

It was one ordinary day for me and for the rest of the students in our university, it was ten in the morning, a hot and sunny day. It was my third class of the day, I think it was my third, not so sure. We entered the room silently as if anticipating for the presence of an unknown creature, walking in almost tiptoe and walking very silently.

At the far end of the room there was a boy, wearing dark glasses and staring at an empty space, his mind is floating somewhere out of the blue.

That boy became my constant debate opponent in that said class, until we become friends and become lovers at the end of the term.

(to be continued)