Jan 02, 2009 00:56
After witnessing all my friends' losts and founds in a crazy thing strangely known as love, i wonder when it'll be my turn. And when i said wonder, i didnt mean ponder while i wait for my poop in the toilet.
A weak estimation, will put my wondering count to about 5 days of the week. On freer days, my wondering will extend to how the story will start and progress with detailed character development. Which makes me 10 parts 9 loser. The remaining 1 part shall render me the sweet young thing yearning for mythical first love.
Not the right time, havent found him or just plain unlikeable? Fuck timing, really. I've waited long enough darling. Any time is best timing.
Which leaves me with yet found and unlikeable. If asked, the answer on automation will say the former. My long term memory, which has failed me sometimes and served me rather well otherwise, has no database on any suitable candidate I've met and exchanged more than 2 courteous lines. The guys that i'm tight with are total no-no plus I dont know much guys to start off anyway. Maybe there was couple of them here and there but eventually...you know the drill. No spark, no click, no nothing.
Maybe as you guessed it, it's just me. I'm a lost case. I put off people. Maybe i have bad teeth. Or horrible eyebrows. Which i know i dont. I dont know what is wrong with me. I dont think being loud or mean is a bad quality in a girl. I speak frank and blunt through your heart and i seriously dont care. I think I am not unlikeable. I am likeable. So where are you, really. No wonder i have so much white hair. And leg hair.
If YOU (yes I mean you) happened to be reading this, youre late, i'm pissed, but i'm still waiting.