Postby Otali » Fri Jul 22, 2005 9:37 pm
What an enigmatic post. Am I to believe there is a hidden coded message for me between the lines telling me that, in more subtle ways than not, to go fuuck off and that indeed Prag girl is taken “off limits†by none other than yourself Mowhawk ?
Well, I am not going to lie I wasn’t fishing for girls here at first (but, honestly who isn’t it?), but now have really long given up even attempting… regarding the prag babe she is special I will admit… but my intentions for her are just merrily developing a profile of sorts. Let’s face it what are the chances that any of these girls, including Prag and I will hook up? It is remote my friend. You see I already know what girl that I will marry, well its not guaranteed nothing is god damn guaranteed in this world even who you think you are, and unfortunately her mother has some perverse Freudian type contempt for her husband’s kin folk (clan), I kinda of moved on since a couple of months now, but yet was it written? Inshallah only history will decide that, hopefully not a long time…one day Otali and that special girl whoever she is will be one no matter what. Yet, like I said, in moving on, I want to see if I can find one on my own, whatever you know, adventurous *zeal* of sorts, hehe I always like how that word sounds “zealâ€Â, yet even if limited to a few keys on a keyboard and a couple of hours a week, lool, well who cares, it is driven by some helpless romantic failings, it is there and you win, I said it, it all about the game! You can never know, hehe, why the perfect one can be out there, you can even meet her while walking down the street eating a chocolate bar or coming outside a mesjid, a grocery, even yelling at some girl behind the phone only to show up to realize she is really attractive, hey it can happen, it did happen. But then some shiit comes between you two and a few days later the messages stop and then a few months past by and you see her walking with her friends and she pretends that she doesn’t see you, which is exactly what you are doing at that exact moment and you pass each other by the street motionless, speechless, like strangers. And right there, the fleeting thought goes through your mind, that why don’t I just stop and grab her, just grab her and tell her how you feel, it’s not over baby we can still be, but then again rationality comes through and you remember what others will think and are you really not sure she is the one, and then there is always that abominable possibility she might pull “one of thoseâ€Â, you know act all big and different persona altogether, powerful in front of her girlfriends at your expense, just trying to show how she is so sought after by humiliating you, a poor guy who just wanted to connect with his sister, so you let her pass by walking down that street with her friends, not even daring to glance once (except to notice is she still hot it) your solace? That you shared a few great hours talking on the phone and eating ice cream with this girl one day, who walks now barely even acknowledges your very existence today, why should you care, but you care and sometimes in those dark hours, you can’t stop thinking about her: it could have been. But thank god, Life changes you man, it really does, and now you see that she is just a pompous girl who was playing a game at you, but who cares about those games, those sweet hands were really milky brown and so smooth, and that jewellery she wore, do I ever like a girl who takes care of her hands and appearance. So life makes you as thick as tree But you know there are always the fiery spirited girls to shake up things, vicarious, but sweet at the same time and above all intelligent sexy, you meet once in a while, maybe prag is one of them, who knows, Mowhawk are you prag or did she sent you to entice and entrap me with this ploy?
Well, who knows, but it worked, I have been shattered, hehe, though just slightly.
So what is she thinking? Blushing or offended? Who knows, all I know is She is watching, without a doubt she is watching to see where this is going. Most likely she believes that, again based on her temperament and peculiar daily experiences while reading this post, this can be either some harmless chat, even potentially fun or she has totally become suspicious and inattentive to it all. But the real question remains: will she open up, hmm even through 99.9% of lies to give small glimpse of herself?
Otali