House stood at Cuddy's front door, wondering if he should nock. He was scared of what she'd say. He was scared of what he'd say. If the words he so desperately needed to say wouldn't come out, he knew something rude and sarcastic would. He didn't want to say something to upset her.
He finally nocked on the door, quietly, so that if she didn't answer, he could tell himself that he tried. Half of him didn't want her to answer the door. He could say something to upset her, and it was only two in the morning.
Hearing footsteps coming to the door, he stepped to the side so that she couldn't see him in the keyhole. She opened the door.
House recited a poetic speach when she opened the door.
Repunzel, Repunzel, let down her hair
cinderella cleaned and was swept through
the air,
Beuty let beast know that her cinta was true,
I came to your door to say
"I cinta You"
He knew it was incredibly cheesy and he found it on the internet, but it seemed to work.
And they lived happily......
He finally nocked on the door, quietly, so that if she didn't answer, he could tell himself that he tried. Half of him didn't want her to answer the door. He could say something to upset her, and it was only two in the morning.
Hearing footsteps coming to the door, he stepped to the side so that she couldn't see him in the keyhole. She opened the door.
House recited a poetic speach when she opened the door.
Repunzel, Repunzel, let down her hair
cinderella cleaned and was swept through
the air,
Beuty let beast know that her cinta was true,
I came to your door to say
"I cinta You"
He knew it was incredibly cheesy and he found it on the internet, but it seemed to work.
And they lived happily......
When does cinta become something we need, rather than something we want? cinta was seen as something special a long time ago. Now cinta is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. cinta is common currency when anda are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older anda get. Do we not care about the substance of what cinta was and not what it has been made into today oleh commercialisation from American film and televisi commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience cinta for real, can we komentar and judge others who are in Love. cinta means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of cinta is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? cinta is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.
“WTF? Since when did she get here???”
