The Immerse Speculations

The Immerse Speculations
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I carried this bouquet of chocolates on the LRT. Everyone glared. “I don’t want to engage in a conversation”, I told myself as I slot my ticket into the barricade.

In the cramped LRT, I find clinging myself to the center bar, wrapping my arms neatly around the bouquet. A lady looked at me and grinned. I swear I saw her lips moving as if rehearsing what to ask of this bouquet. I looked the other way, I don’t want her to ask about it.

Halfway to Jelatek, a quarter load got off. More space, more eyes I see sinking into the bouquet. Please, don’t even think about it!

I got off at Jelatek station, the regular Fruit lady asked me, Lucky girl eh? I smiled, I still don’t want to talk about it.

Got my keys, drove back home. I left the bouquet in the car, so mom and dad won’t ponder about it.

When everyone’s asleep, I fetched the bouquet. Snapped some pictures. Now, allow me to blog about it.

ps: Pictures taken using Sony Ericsson W800 in a card board studio 😉

pss: Thank you to that special someone, I’m no longer vindicated

psss: I hope she enjoyed the song I played 😮

pssss: This is probably the sweetest gift I got from a girl 😉 😯 ➡

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