The High-School Soap Opera

Hello readers. It's raining out there and I am too lazy to move my hand and take Chemistry textbook to be read. Uh. Yes, I selected the wrong major. Science... But actually not. Social's worse than this. I am unable to memorize the theory. Better if I just do the counting thingy using formulas (which is way much easier to remember)...

It's been tough these days: sudden tryouts without enough time to prepare. Fudge this, I am not interested at all for now. Maybe later. Still prelims right? Not the real thing. Hahahahahahahaha. (I will likely regret this soon...)

So, yah. Talking about the title. We, high school students, have our own story. Whether it's about our oh-so-sweet friendships, nasty classmates, annoying teachers, or, yah, as you can guess. Our crush.

That friendly guy sitting next to you. That girl who talks to you a lot. Those beautiful but untouchable girls. Those swags over there. Flirty young teachers. Those good-looking nerds who sometimes offer to teach you some subjects you don't understand. Womanizers. Playgirls. Bad boys and boyish girls. That intoxicating pianist who absolutely makes you fascinated with their music. Cool guitarists and singers. Fabulous dancers. Famous athletes at school. Everyone has their own type. How about me?

Well. It's obviously, the pianist. I can't resist being impressed with this type. However, it doesn't mean that I will love everyone that plays piano well. It is just a plus point. (what do you mean? uh...)

Anyway, I should tell you this is not about lovely thingy... this is just about things that makes me interested in someone.

Actually the most important thing is, personality. It is easier for me to fall in love with a guy who can make you smile and laugh with their fresh jokes. And of course, the content of conversation. Is he smart enough to discuss some daily life issues? Or he doesn't know anything? Not that I'm being picky. But it's cheesy if his 'content' does not match with yours. 

But once again this is about what makes me impressed.

If you talking about love... um, well, it usually contradicts with those things I've mentioned (everyone does :P). Love is blind. You'll probably fall for that ignorant and annoying guy without any logical reasons. Or one of your closest friend, who loves another person. Or who? That desperate, naive guy next door? No, you probably won't fall for the perfect guys. You're just fascinated with them. We do fancy them, but love them? Maybe not. Not that deep.

Who am I talking about? This is silly, my brain has been contaminated with such suggestions from the others! LOL. Let's just call it a day and see what will happen next.

Adieu!