Friday, April 15, 2011

Some kind of storry

Once upon a time, I decided that it would be perfect for me to study something I love; so bearing that thought in my heart I took my file and I went to apply at the University. There, surrounded by people, sounds, summer and hope, I waited in line. But, to my surprise, my file wasn't complete so I had to go and bring more papers some other day. I struggled and cried at the idea that maybe it wasn't meant for me to study there. But, I finally pulled through. With the papers in my hand I rushed to the office to give the missing items from my file. There was another line, smaller, but friendlier. When I thought nothing else could happen, I turned my head and I saw him rushing in and starting to make conversation with every girl there. I thought to myself: 'What a playboy! He's a kid and he acts like a man. Funny!'. He was tall, but all his clothes fit him like a glove. His face wasn't very visible because of a brown cap and the fact he had a beard. But somehow I saw his eyes: Big, blue, deep, with greenish lights in them, very bright and beautiful. Then he smiled and I felt lost. 'Why should I like him?' I thought. 'Why did I think of that?'. The line moved forward and then it was his turn. I was feeling a little off because of the sleepless nights and the final exams at the faculty and he gave me his seat. I politely refused, but while looking at him, I caught a glimpse at his file and saw his name. He made quite an impression on me, so when the results were posted, I looked for him there. I didn't remember his last name very well so I didn't see him on the list. Therefore I thought he didn't get in. I was sad but I kept thinking that there's still a chance for me to see him...
(to be continued...hope my tenses and grammar are good enough)

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