I have liked/fancied/had a crush on/was infatuated with/crazed over, too many girls, back to back...
It seems tiring isn't it? An endless cycle repeats itself over and over again each time. Even sagely and world-wise monks seek to break the supposed eternal cycle of reincarnation so won't I, a mere mortal seems frustrated at the recurring drama? The truth is I don't know. All I know is that I seem like a damned fool, rushing from one debacle right into another saga... How condescending can that be?
Should I credit my own resilience and determination or am I just genetically programmed to think that Life out there is just one big Open Season? Miss one? Never mind, just head on for the next big one dude! No matter what the answer is, it's clear that I am starting to get weary...
Hey, where in the world can you be? I thought you were the girl sitting across to me in the train carriage. Or are you the cute girl that just walked by, pretending that you weren't noticing? Or are you the one who gives a shy smile and waves energetically each time I go home from walk?
Which is which?
Girls are just like parking lots...
P.S. I figured out that I still had to continue living in this world...
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