it was the most wonderful experience… I had butterflies inside me… just as I thought that this day would turn out lousy as sir arwin decided to have classes this afternoon after already compromising that we wouldn’t have classes today to give us time to review for our finals in MODEPHY tomorrow at la sale… and then she asked me to comb her hair… I was rattled out of the sudden… I came unprepared for this moment… and then it hit me hard in the face… I must comb her hair…

you obviously knew what happened next… comb… comb… comb… comb… comb… I didn’t knew how long I have been combing her sweet scented hair… all I knew was that I was enjoying the moment… I didn’t knew if the combing I’m doing is right… but all the same… butterflies are fluttering inside me…

we talked a bit every now and then during sir arwin’s lecture… I have already ceased myself on listening to sir arwin that I concentrated on the combing instead and appreciating her silky-smooth sweet smelling hair… ahhhhh… the fragrance of her hair doesn’t seem to wipe off my nose that I can still ‘taste’ it…

three hours… that’s the length of sir arwin’s class for that day… three hours of what was supposed to be the my most boring class turned into three fantabulous hours… of combing… a menial thing perhaps to you but this is something for me to cherish for the rest of my collegiate life…