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Dolce Vita
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Dolce Vita (French) – Sweet Times
I met her on the net. How? I can't remember, but it
seems to me that it is this 'little theory' which
I declared in cyberspace that caught her attention.
"If I have a million dollars, I would buy a
house. Do I have a million?"
"No. That's why I don't have a house."
"If I have wings, I can fly. Do I have wings?"
"No. So I can never fly."
"If all the water is drawn out of the Pacific
Ocean, it’s still impossible to extinguish the
flame of love between us. Can all the water of the
Pacific Ocean be drawn out?"
"No. That’s why I don't love you."
That's me, a typical science student. First, you come up with
an assumption and then you fit in a suitable conclusion. If the
proposed assumption doesn't stand at all, then everything is just
bullshit. I guess this is what they call 'unromantic'. But she
is an exception. She actually emailed me and said that I am an
'interesting' person.
'Interesting’? What a word to use on me.
It's like using 'faithful' on Mr. Clinton. I thought this girl
must be a low-IQ organism or suffering from serious brain damage.
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Anyway, her nickname doesn't seem so bad. - FlyNDance
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That’s quite a unique one. However, I warned
myself: Hello, this is the virtual world of internet.
Who knows what might be lurking behind a beautiful
nickname. Speaking from experience, most of the time
it will be a 'dinosaur' in disguise. The only difference
will be whether it is a carnivore or an herbivore.
Nevertheless, I know she is way different from a 'dinosaur'.
She is special.
Hence, I guess it’s time for me to tell you
more about FlyNDance. Ever since she emailed me to
tell me that I am 'interesting', I find myself always
hoping to meet her in #ajcrr in mirc. Too bad, lady
luck was not on my side. Therefore, I can only reply
her email to tell her that I will try to train myself
to become an 'interesting' person, just to show that
she is far-sighted. She replied my reply, I replied
her reply to my reply and she again replied my reply
to her reply. Blah blah blah.... Oh no, I just started
a chain-reaction!
Actually what I am most interested in is this 'paragraph' she
wrote in one of the emails.
'I danced slightly amidst the crowd.’
‘You glanced at me with surprise or maybe admiration. It
wasn't going to stop my rhythm.’
'Because it's not your glance that made me dance, it's my heart
of youth.'
I simply cannot relate this gal to any of the 'dinosaurs'. But
if she is really a ‘dinosaur’, I am willing to let
her have her fill.
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Unfortunately, my best pal Tye noticed my little
affair with FlyNDance, and has been perpetually warning
me about her.
"Hello!!! You don't even know how she looks like.
Why take the risk? Maybe 'she' is a guy! Haha!"
I can't blame Tye for his ignorance. Ever since he
was dumped by Sally in Secondary Four, he has become
a renowned 'playboy'.
He fits the saying which goes: "Once bitten,
Twice shy".
In this case, after Tye was bitten, he has mastered
the art of skinning snakes alive and making soup with
them. However, I got to admit he has all the qualities
to be a playboy. I always consider him the nineteen
year old version of Brad Pitt. Tall, handsome and
equipped with a glib tongue, he sweet talks every
woman that he targets. I don't think he can even remember
how many girlfriends he had.
I went online that night, log on to mirc and went
to #ajcrr and... Yes! She is there! Before I could
get over the shock and was still in a daze, she sent
me a message.
"Hey Slorr, it’s pretty late. Haven't sleep??"
Now what? Now what?! Ok ok, I have to calm myself
down first. I swallowed a lump in my throat and took
a few deep breaths. Where is that Tye when I needed
him the most? At such a crucial moment, I need somebody
to tell me what to say to her. How am I going to attract
her with my pathetic humour?
"Slorr... I’m in a foul mood today... I
can't sleep... What about you?"
Slorr was my mirc nickname that Tye thought of for
me. Having seen it appear twice in a row on the chat
room made me feel disgusted. Tye’s remark to
coming up with that nickname was, "Who knows?
It might attract some innocent gals into talking to
you. Haha…"
"I am not feeling very good too. Thus, let's
be sad together."
I finally squeezed a sentence out. However, I can
already feel droplets of sweat forming on my forehead
as the tension did not ease. Actually I’m not
in a bad mood. I just wanted to follow up on her topic.
Moreover, if she asks me for the reason that I’m
feeling down, I can say, "Since you are feeling
down, how can I be happy?"
I know it sounds mushy, but Tye said, "Being
Mushy Is The Fundamental To All Courtship."
He also said that, “Girls are very weird species;
they trust their ears far more than their eyes. So
instead of doing ten things to impress her, why not
just say a sentence to move her?”
"Ok. But you haven't greet me yet."
Damn It! How can I forget about basic manners? And they actually
address me as 'Mr Courteous' in school. If this thing ever leaks
out in school, I would lose all my female fans.
"Hello, nice to meet you. I miss your long hair."
I've been wishing that she has long hair.
Dolce
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