Like Chuck Bass material. Oh noes, I'm swooning over him again. We should marry each other someday! Yes? Hah. Just a dream.
Erm, okay, down to reality world, I think I have fallen in like with two awesome strangers. The first one was my first love, that's how I wanted to address it. Even though I'm still 11/12 at that time, it felt real. It's because he's my bestfriend and it's just sad that every girlfriend he had was his bestfriend. I think I was the exception.
He was a part of a gangster/fraternity. I can't even differentiate the two even if he explained it to me. He was part of the Crips family, the blue one perhaps. I even knew their hand sign! What a fool, Angela. I just moved the fudge on and fool around with other guys out there.
Back then, when I was a freshie-sophie, I was a complete stranger to the EHS family. Only a few knows me and notices me. Like I was a stranger or an alien from outer space. I was ugly, and now I'm uglier. Loljk.
But, on my third year life, a lot has changed. I meant physically. I think I lost some weight and I shed off my long long hair, I acquired contact lenses and new uniform. Like I was transformed into a new person - a much much better one! And that's when I met this guy.
I believed he was a playboy. But then he proved me wrong during our relationship. He was my first boyfriend, for Christ's sake. I think I was blinded by that fact now. He hadn't changed. He just stopped showing it, and then it came back to him. I mean, how could he erase his feelings away in one day? And develop a new crush right after the next day? Maybe it's as easy as leaving girls hanging in the air.
Or maybe, just maybe, love left us.
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