"what the hell are you doing??"

today marks the first year since meeting him.

time really does fly that fast.

but you know what they say when it feels like you have no clue where the time went...

i must've been enjoying myself. :D

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(setting: at park's 2nd floor packed dance area)

him (from behind me): what the hell are you doing??

me: uhm.. trying to get a picture of the crowd? (thinking, "who the eff is this guy??")

him (noticing how short i was compared to everybody else in the crowd): and you actually think you'll get a good shot like that?

me: uh.. i'm trying.

** then he grabs my camera, takes a shot of the crowd, and still fails to get a good shot.

my face must've looked like i was so disappointed and unimpressed because...

him: i'm sorry.. can i buy you a drink?

the rest, as they say, is history.

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so it all started with a line. i don't think "what the hell are you doing" has ever lead to something THIS GOOD. =)

the day we first met

atlantic city

revisiting the place where we first met

today. still VERY happy. =)