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Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Dear you

Hi. I found out that i had won a pair of Legion movies passes, and i watched the trailer on the website, and it seemed cool. I knew i won because i received an email notification, which i JUST read. But... the freaking deadline for the ticket/prize collection was on 7THFEBRUARY. Grr,frustration!
And i don't know how i won anyway because i didn't enter any contests... that i remember of. Also i'm pretty darned sure it's not spam mail because it was from Sony, duh.

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...I just remembered first time i saw him, he was filling a huge pot of beans with hot water... I was like, wow, he could lift that? But i forgot him soon. Hahha. Then, well a few things happened after that. The double takes. The stares. That greeting.
I wish i could read minds, then i'll know what he's thinking.
And i saw him without his hat on Monday. But he kept staring/looking and i stared/looked back and he didn't freaking smile or anything then i felt so devasted that i had to look away. And it wasn't even a glare that he gave me, so i know that he wasn't mad at me or anthing. The next time i see him, i want to ask him why he keeps staring. It makes me frustrated, i don't know why.
We haven't talked yet, except for that one time when he said hi, how do you do - all smiley-faced. I just smiled back because i couldn't speak. And THIS is so different from the others because i never know when would be the next time i see him. Even if i do, it would be for less than ten seconds. Seriously.
I don't know his age.
I don't know where he's from.
I DON'T KNOW HIS NAME.

Omg that ^ was embarassing. I just had no one to tell it to except to the wind last night but i still didn't feel better. :(

☮&♡
Jolene
2:12 PM


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