As a little girl I have always dreamt of those perfect moments that I would share with a boy; those moments out of the ordinary that you would cherish and replay in your head multiple times. I recently had my first REAL interaction with a boy at the end of one of my club meetings. (And by interaction I mean a two second conversation with this boy that I have been drooling over for months that involved exchanging a borrowed marker.) This two second interaction felt like a whole 5 minutes. I walked up to him all tense and timid like my usual self and said hello. Luckily I said that without tripping over my words and looking like a bigger idiot. I then proceeded to hold out the marker in my hand and inform him that it was his. It turned out that he completely forgot about it and didn't know it was his! Well thanks buddy I could have kept it for my shrine of you (I don't actually have a shrine of this boy…that's a little much). He took back his marker, thanked me and I proceeded to walk back to where I left my belongs. I gathers my things and left the room. I was having a mini party in my brain because I had just talked to a real boy in person. I made it back to my apartment with no embarrassment which is usual, or so I thought was no embarrassment. Since it was late I decided to change into my comfy PJ's and wind down for the night. When I was changed I inspected the back of my pants because something on it caught my eye. There was smushed cupcake on the back of my butt! And to make matters worse the boy who I was talking to brought the cupcakes for our meetings! I was talking to the man of my dream with HIS cupcake squished on my butt..There goes my perfect moment.
The life of a wallflower doesn't get any better then this.
Well, so much for wanting a change in my life… Be careful of what you wish for!
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