I went to the mall with my bestest friend in the whole wide world today. She gets me like no other person can. She knows everything about me, even what I'm thinking at the exact moment. Anyway, back to the mall.
So we were at the food court, and I was idly playing with a french fry (I'm still bummed out) and she pokes me.
"What?" I say, popping the fry in my mouth.
"Don't look now, but there's a gorgeous specimen of the male species on the table to your left."
I rolled my eyes. You see, her tastes in men are vastly different from mine. She's more tall, dark and handsome. I'm more tall, skinny and long hair. So as I attempted to turn to my left, I never expected to see what I saw.
It was an actual, live specimen of a gorgeous male!
He was sitting there in a white ganji and a brown cargo-bermuda type thing (what are they called?) with brown sandals looking all uber cool and relaxed. My first impression -- hmm..seems like those guys from the gym. Brawn, no brain. I turned back to my best friend (henceforth to be known as RadRid).
She pokes me again.
"What!?" I say, looking at her.
She doesn't really say anything, but wiggles her eyebrows, so I turn to him again.
I gasped and almost fell of the seat.
He was reading.
Not even Vogue (which eliminated the fact that he might be gay!)
He was reading a real-life book.
"Ok, I must be dreaming, cause this is my dream guy!" I said, staring at him dreamily.
"You should talk to him" RadRid said.
"Yeah right..I think we should just leave!" and so we did!
So we were in Crossword looking at some CDs. RadRid was checking something out as I picked one myself. As I got up, who do I see standing behind RadRid? Mr. Gorgeous himself.
I can't stop smiling! RadRid looks at me, and now it's my turn to wiggle my eyebrows. She turns back, looks and him and then looks at me.
"You're retarded," she says.
"Whatever!" I sigh happily.
That's why I believe in Karma.
And I am also going to have happy dreams tonight.
Many many happy dreams!