Sunday, January 30, 2005

Her name's Paty and she is pretty as the sky. Her gaze penetrates the mist of apathy and has a face of porcelain. Who could have those fleshy lips and not be sexy? I have a weak spot for girls dressed in pink. Maybe 1.57m with all the proper contours, can't say that her butt didn't catch more than one sight; but hey, I was charmed by her eyes. No. Really. They had that kind of spark, so difficult to find now. The type who makes you feel as if she knows something funny is happening right beyond the sight. Glamour. She had a short hair style that oddly had a golden aura if you watched carefully while she moved. More than once her laugh got the attention of the crowd, but she's shy. By the way she talked using her mobile, one knows she doesn't pertain to the common people. She had a stiff nose and passed most of the night chit-chatting with her friend, while the light played tricks with her even skin, small glitters around her eyes.

I could tell you about her interesting earrings, or how I really like when women shoe high-heel-free-foot-with-only-one-straw-to-sustain-shoes =) But nah, no point. It's pretty lame to say this but, I passed six hours with this gorgeous lady and talked to her about three times :S (BTW, she is a friend of my brother and we where in my mother's b-day party....)

So why do I write this thing? How stupid am I? (being sissy and leaving evidence) Yet, the truth is, I write here because I'm happy 'cause I do saw her. (If anyone wonders, the party was great, ended at 4:00AM, I song a lot, and danced even more, even with her)


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