A List.

Ah, happy endings. So cliched, so wanted, so elusive. Have just watched Ice Age 2 again. Does tearing up briefly while watching an animation make you a wimp?

I'm not even sure what I'm still doing awake. So here is a list:


1. Pretty girls don't exist anymore. Well ok, they do. But suddenly they're all divided into two categories. Her, and Not Her. Guess where the interest is.

2. Occasionally, you feel like doing that old movie thing where they jump and click their heels together. You do, however, retain enough sense to know that should you do so, you will fall flat on your face.

3. She just has to say "Hi," and your day is better. When she says your name, you feel a tingle. You actually feel a tingle.

4. Holding a hand and suddenly thinking to yourself, "Wow. I'm holding this hand. It's hers. She is holding my hand." Repeat, broken-record fashion, until stirred from reverie.

5. You don't need something to read while on the bus anymore. A kaleidoscope of scenes and conversations more than occupies you. Resultant facial expressions make other passengers avoid you.

6. You look at her like she's something else. Something else looks back at you, when she does. You smile.

7. Songs suddenly make sense. Even the Japanese ones you chucked in the playlist for no apparent reason. Because got feeling, ah.

8. A talent for the most godawful, cheesy lines manifests. Like, "You're like a near-death experience." You actually mean them, too. Well, except the one about the badger.

9. She edits you. And makes it better. As small a change as it was, your mind, who will burn villages if someone even looks like he's thinking of moving a comma, is blown.

10. You can't walk past dark alleys without giggling like a schoolgirl. Uh, a manly-man schoolgirl, that is.


Neh. List. Of what, I'm not sure. And no, not emo. Because lists are like, scientific.

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