I've spoken to Javid three times. Just kidding. I've been in his presence three times, and have spoken to him once. Yet, he (more accurately, his face) is a part of my daily life. This is due to his risque Facebook profile picture--a close up of him, shirtless, leaning on a boat.
This photo never ceases to make me laugh--hard. Javid is such a reserved, uptight, cynical person. Whatever would possess him to take that picture, and then post it on Facebook? It was the most crazy, out of character decision he could have made--and it just makes my day. It brings me such joy, that my roommate has printed out his picture and mounted it on a piece of cardboard. This photo of him has surprised me in numerous locations: my closet, my bed, THE SHOWER. It's been terrifying.
However, Javid has finally found a resting spot: right next to the mirror where I do my hair and make up. Each day, as Javid stares deep into my soul, I silently ask Javid, "Is today the day? Is today the day that I do something crazy?"
He never responds. You know, because he's just a picture mounted on a piece of cardboard. But I dare say, he'd be eager to say "Yes, Mandy. Be extraordinary." if he could.
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