Ever since...well...I guess since about 6th grade, I have been a little....I guess you could call it... boy-crazy.
Not in the sense that I always have a million boyfriends or anything like that...more like a million crushes and celebrity crushes and so forth.
Bottom line: I just think boys are real cute. Many different kinds of boys, for that matter.
I pretty much always have some little weird crush going on. Like on the random guy I'll see every other week at Barnes and Noble. Or the guy I pass everyday while going to class. Or a starbucks worker.
That being said...I really can't remember a time that I didn't have some little inkling of feelings for some random stranger boy person.
Until now.
I'm not really sure if I am happy or sad to say that I have come to a point where I, not only don't have a boyfriend/hang out friend/talking friend, but I also do not have one. single. crush.
Not a one.
Nothing.
I'm not really sure how I feel about this.
A little amused on one hand.
But a little saddened on the other...because that just means that I see absolutely no options for myself AT ALL. Not much hope there on the boy horizon.
Really just weird, I guess.
Thankfully, I have like a billion unattainable celebrity crushes to keep me quasi-sane. And they're really cute.
Soooooo. Yeah. I don't really know where this is going...but I was just thinking about it the other night...so.... voila!
Lauren! This is new for you! And i think it's amazing that you made a blog post about this! hahah.
ReplyDeletei've got one word for you though:
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