JOE:

Wednesday, October 12, 10/12/2005 04:58:00 PM

Girl saw this guy on the bus. He was looking at himself continuously, through the driver's rear mirror. As if his hair's a mess every other second. Even after several glances at the mirror, he still wasn't satisfied with how his hair looked. Not giving up, he continued to adjust it, again and again. In her heart, Girl felt tt this guy was gone-cased.

It was after a few stops, that Girl realized that his backview looked like Boy. It was simliar. The messy style. the untidiness of the back of his hair. the colour was the same jet black. even from a side view, it looked like Boy. the same drooping specs, shagged look. Despite the crowd, she stole glances of him. and the more she looked, the more she missed Boy.

Walking home under the autumn trees, she sang a song. Silently waiting for him to talk to her again.

Memories sucks.