zhealm

 I decided to close this blog. I will not erase any of the post or totally delete this blog but i will no longer post anything on this blog. 

I just don't want to continue things that are written here. going back through them because I have a chance to look back. Actually I really don't want to look back. I'm at a point of forwarding and i don't want anything my this past to ruin it. 

I'm starting a new blog though, really new. Without the contamination of him or his memories, or what was it like before. just new me. :D

So Good bye, "Hazel thinks"

:)

I really tried to suppressed it. I had this cold and fever since Sunday morning, but I think it started Saturday evening. Still having heavy body last Sunday I took a bath and went out to my friends soon-to-be-bar and painted the whole day. I tried to be energetic and cheerful since last Sunday up until this morning.
I keep ignoring it thinking it would be gone soon but it is as stubborn as me. So here I am draining the remaining energy I have. It needs to last until later this evening because i think we will be here until midnight just like yesterday.
But I'm really really sick now. I can't push myself up to be productive, I struggled to stay awake and understand the two meetings today. This is really bad. I'm really sick.
I want a bowl full of cream of mushroom soup, make that two.

*****
On my way to my last Committee Hearing for the day I passed the Northwing lobby where an Anti-insurgency program is being conducted. I saw this guy with a messy long hair holding a camera. Apparently he was covering the event. in the same instant that I saw him he also saw me. Knowing that we both saw each other the same time and our eyes will met I panicked and looked away.
But then I can't help myself to have a second look so i glance again in his direction and, again, at the same time he glance towards me. So I panicked again and pretended to look passed him.
After a couple of steps i look behind me to have a glance again at him ( note: I am really attracted to tall, slim guys with long messy hair. I would really strain my neck just to look at them) and at the same time, for crying out loud, he was also turning his back and meeting my glance! :D

And for the third time I panicked. I looked straight and half run half walk out of the Northwing lobby.

He must have thought I am weird, O h my gosh. I'm recalling his face right now and good lord he has this pointed nice noise ( which I also like) and cute eyes. And did I mentioned he was holding a camera and taking pictures? :D

I never got to see him again when I came back from the hearing. What I saw was my Aunt. Actually what I first saw was the face of mother but then I took a second look and the laughing woman was my aunt. I was  bit shy to asked her who was the guy taking photos in their event so yeah I don't think I'll see that cute photographer again even though wee had a moment, i was a stupid prick who storm out panic.

:D
But i was a funny and sweet encounter for a sick day like mine.