Wednesday, December 12, 2007

 

Making plans is futile.

So we walked into the room all prepared for the french oral exam. We did last minute changes and stuff. The exam started. We started on the prepared conversation. You kept staring into my eyes. I lost track of what I was supposed to say. I had to break eye contact. It felt like I was getting sucked into your world. It was a good feeling.


I will always remember.

Comments:
K, this is really explicit.
 
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