I’ve been there and done that just like majority of the teenage population. I’ve been attracted to anyone who fit the description of the “ideal one”, but in the end all of them weren’t all that cracked up to be. I’ve been blindsided over their futileness. At first sight, they were approachable, sincere, and jolly. But when I got up close and personal with them, they turned out to be the opposite: shallow, oblivious of one’s feelings, and cynical. What a tomfoolery for me not to examine the contents of the bottle. It plain sucks to know when you find out that the one you’ve been daydreaming all night and fantasize to marry in 20 years is all smoke and mirrors. The one who fuels your fantasies is a dashing prince on the facade but a self-absorbed moron in reality. Whenever I look back at those moments, I would laugh it all off and tell myself that I should rejuvenate my energy on other more important things rather than finding my own leading man. As some of my friends always said, having a boyfriend is not everything. As cliche as it sounds, there are plenty of fish in the sea.
Long time, no thoughts? You bet. ☺
