I know too many people are all too familiar with the “kilig” feeling.
We all too often read about it and hear about it… but seldom truly feel it.
I have just experienced it right now… so what better way to share it with the world than through this medium?
Here I was, minding my own business, reading my long-overdue mail, when he came up to me. He held the back of my seat and checked out what I was doing. As I looked up from my chair, I stared into the most beautiful sight I had lain my eyes on for the day… no, scratch that… for I-don’t-know-how-long.
He said “Hey.”
I said “Hi!.”
He sadly said “I heard we’re not on for tonight?”
I said “Yeah. He’s got to be somewhere.”
He said “So, when do we go out?”
I said “I thought tomorrow would be fine?”
He brightly said “Oh! What is your schedule tomorrow?”
I said, “I’m free tomorrow.”
He said “How about him?”
I said “He is free as well.”
He said “Can I get your number?”
I said “Sure. I’ll get your number as well.”
He said, “I’ll get yours first.”
I gave my number then said “And yours?… Oops, sorry, I’ll have to write it down. I don’t have my phone.”