#NowPlaying: Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran
Dear Friend,
It is, in fact, a Monday today (when I started writing this). Normally, nothing good comes out of Mondays. But today, I found something pretty interesting in this Monday. Besides spending eight dreadful hours in a 'ziplock', oxygenless room, and filling up the last of my university entrance form, I had an interesting day.
If you've read my last letter, you'll know that I was slightly crushing on a new kid in my school, Patrick. But you know, dear friend, after spending the whole day with him in the bookstore yesterday, I've come to realize that I don't really like him that much in that way. I've only got to talk to him recently, and I found it amazing how easy it was to open up to him. In a matter of minutes, it felt like we we've know each other for the longest time. Suddenly, all those 'crush-y' feelings went away and I was just talking to a friend.
All this time, I've always hoped for a guy best friend. Someone who'd always have your back and who you could just be yourself around. Someone who'd listen and genuinely cares. To be honest, guys like that are hard to find. But maybe, I really do hope, that I'd find a good friend in Patrick. Mainly, because it's so easy to talk to him and he reminds me of all the other guy friends I've had, merged into one weirdo. Yes, in the few hours I've spend with him, I can certainly say he's pretty weird. But in a good way! I find his sense of humor endearing and well, he's slightly mental-- all the more reason it would be fun to have him as a friend.
But I have, well, it's not a problem, but more of a 'frustration'. You see, Patrick here is a pretty good-looking fella. So naturally, all the girls gravitate toward him. But he's the straight-forward type, and he's that genuinely nice and gentleman-ly kind of person which people often confuse because of the charm and charisma he has. All of that is fine. But I find it *cue the capslock* EXTREMELY STUPID when people think they are singularly this kind of persons interest. If it's too vague, what I'm trying to say is people feel oh-so special when nice guys are super nice to them, when in fact nice guys are nice to everyone. Sigh. Also, I find it super annoying how you can claim to be in love with someone after only knowing them for less than four days. Like, c'mon! I've fallen fast a couple of times too. But let me do the honor of shooting you with an arrow to the head when you tell me you're in love with a guy you barely even know. Ugh. I feels like twelve-year old romances again. It's, as the title suggests, naive. Very naive.
I'll update this later. Gotta get to school
Love Always,
Yasmeen
Dear Friend,
It is, in fact, a Monday today (when I started writing this). Normally, nothing good comes out of Mondays. But today, I found something pretty interesting in this Monday. Besides spending eight dreadful hours in a 'ziplock', oxygenless room, and filling up the last of my university entrance form, I had an interesting day.
If you've read my last letter, you'll know that I was slightly crushing on a new kid in my school, Patrick. But you know, dear friend, after spending the whole day with him in the bookstore yesterday, I've come to realize that I don't really like him that much in that way. I've only got to talk to him recently, and I found it amazing how easy it was to open up to him. In a matter of minutes, it felt like we we've know each other for the longest time. Suddenly, all those 'crush-y' feelings went away and I was just talking to a friend.
All this time, I've always hoped for a guy best friend. Someone who'd always have your back and who you could just be yourself around. Someone who'd listen and genuinely cares. To be honest, guys like that are hard to find. But maybe, I really do hope, that I'd find a good friend in Patrick. Mainly, because it's so easy to talk to him and he reminds me of all the other guy friends I've had, merged into one weirdo. Yes, in the few hours I've spend with him, I can certainly say he's pretty weird. But in a good way! I find his sense of humor endearing and well, he's slightly mental-- all the more reason it would be fun to have him as a friend.
But I have, well, it's not a problem, but more of a 'frustration'. You see, Patrick here is a pretty good-looking fella. So naturally, all the girls gravitate toward him. But he's the straight-forward type, and he's that genuinely nice and gentleman-ly kind of person which people often confuse because of the charm and charisma he has. All of that is fine. But I find it *cue the capslock* EXTREMELY STUPID when people think they are singularly this kind of persons interest. If it's too vague, what I'm trying to say is people feel oh-so special when nice guys are super nice to them, when in fact nice guys are nice to everyone. Sigh. Also, I find it super annoying how you can claim to be in love with someone after only knowing them for less than four days. Like, c'mon! I've fallen fast a couple of times too. But let me do the honor of shooting you with an arrow to the head when you tell me you're in love with a guy you barely even know. Ugh. I feels like twelve-year old romances again. It's, as the title suggests, naive. Very naive.
I'll update this later. Gotta get to school
Love Always,
Yasmeen
