Shalalallaaaaa...stomp stomp stomp...lalalaaaaa...stomp, *walks round the corner* stomp, exclamation mark! *smiles*It is SO CUTE when on Thursday night you go back home on your own by bus number 43 after a 3-hour entertaining choir rehearsal, re-singing all the songs in your head again and again and again while actually listening to other music on your light blue iPod shuffle and everything is so quiet that you can hear the sound of your shoes on the floor and you take a shortcut from the bus stop to get to the back door of your house and you turn round the corner and smile.
AND it is even cuter when the reason why you smiled is so silly that it makes you smile again. And again and again.
I wish armchairs could speak. I am pretty sure she (yes, in Italy armchairs are girrrrls! ^^) would have a very interesting story to tell.
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