Dear Diary,

Today I went to the new art gallery that recently opened up in town. It is extremely nice and quite beautiful, just like the girl that I had met there. She was one of the nicest people that I have even had the pleasure of being acquainted; not only that, she was the most gorgeous. More beautiful than the goddess Aphrodite herself, to be honest. For the time being –say that because she is known to change her hair quite frequently- she has violet, shoulder length tresses with the most extravagant look in her eyes, which are a lovely shade of emerald green.

Alrighty, enough about this magnificent woman that I met today, onto another subject.

I cannot stop myself from talking, err, writing about her, because she's just too amazing. I have never once in my time of living, met someone whom was as fantastic as she. God, she's just perfect. Though I have merely had one meeting with this lovely lady, do you think I may be in love? I mean, whilst I was speaking with her about two of the best artist in the world-Leonard Di Vinci and Pablo Picasso- a hot sensation engulfed me, drowning me in its delightful intoxication that one would entitle happiness. It was sensational, and so…so…wow. That is the only way to possibly describe it, the time with her that is. I long to get to know her better, no matter what amount of effort it takes, I shall become her friend. Possibly in the future, a boyfriend…hehehe. Silly ole me, thinking that she would like someone that she just met. Funny.

Was that the phone? I gave her my number, so the chance of it being her, whom is calling me, is exceedingly slim, but nevertheless, I must check. Write in you later I suppose. Oh yes, I almost forgot. The woman whom I met today. Her name was Devi. Short and sweet, and I love it. Just as much as I love her.

-Nny