Okay, so I've literally never been in love. I love me mum, I love me kitties, I like me sissy, but that's where it ends. So what happened that day was ceratinly not love. But damn, it was a littel bit o' somethin'.
Those of you who've been in love, well, you guys are amazing. Never been in love, even after living for fifteen years, six months and nineteen days... and fourteen and a half hours...
So! I love anime. I LOVE anime. And manga. And illustrated light novels. Offensive a word as it is, I am basically an otaku-turning-fujoshi at that. Embarassing, but nobody knows me here, so who cares?
I went to a nearby comiccon recently. There, while waiting for the cosplay contest to start, I spotted the most breathtaking human being I had ever seen. I literally shivered. Not even kidding. I have found guys attractive in the past, but this dud took the cake. The best part? By general standards, he would be considered average. But the first look I got, those few precious seconds when that blasted camera was away from his face... I've literally only read about shit like this online and in cheesy romance novels. It was like that.
Basically, the guy was a photographer taking pictures of the event. Ever few seconds, I would randomly spot him. Then the cosplay contest started and I forgot all about him.
My first love (or maybe lust?) lasted for a grand total of thirty minutes, give or take a few. Well, it resumed after the contest was over, but even I know that I won't be seeing the dud again.
I've always thought of things such as love as troublesome. I can't understand my own lousy self; how can I understand another person that deeply? So here's the stats:
First love.
Duration: 30 min
Other person: Random photographer
Location: Comiccon (not telling which one)
The questions my friends asked me: Am I satisfied? Well, I have no reason not to be, so yeah. I just wanted to comemorate it, though, since such a thing never happens.
Hoping for an easier second love,
PJ
PS: Note the irony, though? A Circadian Phenomenon has a photographer as the male lead, and I fell for a frikin' photographer!
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