Taking off the rose-colored glasses |
Alias: None-existent
Age: 23 Location: Between the sea and stone
Likes: Sarcasm, wit, chocolate chips, pretty pictures.
Bias: The good singers.
Affinity for:
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In this I’m at some public event. I don’t know what exactly, though possibly a concert, because there’s a lot of people sitting around in lawn chairs and blankets on a lawn. I’m with my parents. I’m talking to my mom about something and then the topic of this singer pops up. I tell my mom that Zhou Mi’s a good singer but lately he’s been wearing these head bands and head scarves for no reason. My mom makes a comment on it (something about him being handsome or something) and I say that maybe it’s because his hair has been messed up lately. I would wear a head scarf if my hair was frizzy so maybe his hair is like that too. My mom says something else and I’m like, let me go find him and I’ll ask him. So I get up and it cuts to a stage and I’m like on the stage or really close to it and I’m waiting for Zhou Mi to stop singing so I can talk to him. There’s a bunch of small children on the stage with him, too. But the song ends and all of the children disperse and I go up to Zhou Mi and I ask about the head band and head scarf thing. I tell him that he must be wearing them because his hair has been unruly lately. (At the moment his hair is perfect.) He looks at me and laughs like that’s the silliest thing he’s ever heard. He says that he occasionally wears those things but only because it’s fashionable, not because he needs to hide his hair. And then I went back to my mom and told her about it and I started playing with this huge puppy and a full grown dog and some random stranger started talking to us and blah blah blah.