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Hey, you know what; right now I’m in the library. Yesterday I found a very interesting book. But I didn’t have much time to finish it. Today I determined to finish it somehow. I’m sitting on a sofa. Just a while ago a girl walked towards me and sat down right in front of me. Oh, I can see her very closely. Actually there is no one here, just us. I saw that she had a friend, but fortunately hers friend not here.
Well she looks very sexy (I’m sorry for using this word, I simply can’t find any other suitable word to describe her appearance). She has a ponytail and it’s slightly brown not blonde. She has got wide thin lips, don’t be tempted. She’s quite tall and slim too. She wears tight jeans, all in black. She is not very fair but it’s an attractive complexion. I think she’s in her early twenties. But I’m just twenty. She must be elder than me. So what? I’m not going to marry her.
No way, this can’t be happening. Another girl has headed this way. I’m not expecting anything. I desperately turn my eyes down. At that very moment someone has sit right next to me. Guess what, it’s her! She looks younger than me. May be not, perhaps she’s older than the previous girl. This one seems very innocent. May be that’s why I thought she’s so young. Well I know that we shouldn’t judge a person (especially a girl) by hers/his stereotype. But I wasn’t able to find any similarity between these two girls except their clothes. It’s natural, because when a girl comes to this place she has to wear this kind of clothes which are exposed to the western culture. Otherwise you will find it is very hard to make friends.
Both of them glanced at me, so I served them a smile. Luckily they did the same. Well, well if they find out that I’m writing about them, my life will end on the spot. But I don’t have any fear about it. Because I’m really very good at this, believe me. Just after another half an hour both of them had left the library. Do you know what does it really mean? It means I have been beginning to lose the memory about them. Tomorrow I will write about another girl that I have never seen before…
From two months now, I have been noticing some particular features in girls who walk through the B|C gate every day. Most importantly they are overacting and trying to show something that they really don’t have! Simplicity cannot be finding here. In literally meaning, they are not genuine…….I can’t say all of them, but the majority. If you are mad at me now, just think why...Good luck!