Sunday, June 05, 2005
The New It
I did another stalking last night. I think my Reivajb days are officially over, I don't think of that person anymore, even if we bump into each other somewhere. I won't even look at the eyes and do some trailing behind. Last night was so wonderful I was so satiated from that visual feast. I follwed that heavenly creature for hours but I didn't get tired of Netstgirbegni's overflowingly hot and tasty flavor. After that parade of hevenly bodies, I cought Netstgirbegni leaving with another person. I follwed them around where ever they went like I'm a crazy and desperate paparazzi. My suspicion of Netstgirbegni and the other person being a couple was confirmed when they went out for some iced tea, the way the other peson fixed Netstgirbegni's stuff was exactly the way a girlfriend would do to her beau's things. They walked so closely to each other that they'd touch each other's shoulders but wouldn't do it often because they didn't wanna catch attention (I am sorry my attention was all on you). I waited for them until they finished eating dinner while I patiently wait outside hidden behind the massive pillar. The view I got from there was perfect, I wanted to get a glimpse of them eating friench fries and big burgers but, I didn't do it obviously though because I didn't want other people to think I'm spying on someone and I think I did a good job. I followed them outside even if it was raining and would hide again when they stopped walking. I know they didn't have a specific place to go to because of the way they strided the mall - go here and there, and go back there again, and then outside and inside again, they're going to a no direction thing. I didn't feel tired because I was enjoying. I wanted to follow them until their very last stop even if it means driving for an hour or two. After walking towards the parking lot, they suddenly made a U turn and went back inside the mall, I was trailing from behind until they were already inside the gym. I didn't go there simply because I can't. My stalking stopped there. How I wish I knew his address and his number. I know I'd be a better friend than the one Netstgirbegni was with last night. For the mean time, I will make an altar of all his pictures and the clothes Netstgirbegni wore on the show. I would light candles at night on the altar and stare the pictures I colleced. Im in ecstasy.
