Take for example, my classmates who make life a campus perfect for an episode of Gossip Girl. But no, I don't hate them, I actually find it funny. Human bonds, or the making of, are bound for messy complications, which make it a joke.
Guy gets close with Girl1. Girl2 enters the scene.
I guess menage a trois did not work well for them, and I might throw up if it did work. I get to drink often with Guy and Girl1 and I almost fell from my seat when she said this epic line-"Before, I am the female friend; now I am just another friend." Whoever said law school leaves no room for creativity haven't been to our inuman sessions.
Girl broke up with Guy. Girl cuts communication. Guy initiates.
Moving on is a universal phenomenon, tested and proven. And for this girl, 5 months is too short. Despite big "No, I've moved on" or "I am okay, srsly", nothing beats implied actions- say checking his mail because she still has his password or mentioning him when we stop by a place they used to go to. The beauty of growing up it is.
Girl almost hooked up with Guy. Guy clinged.
The line between a fling and something serious is so clear I could see its pores. One could cross eventually, but to hold on to one night, no, barely 5 minutes is beyond hideous. Frustrations envelope the world, but matters like this, I'm frustrated. Ah, irony.
Guy has a lot of issues.
The most interesting species of all. Nothing beats a guy who had the family drama enough to beat Guillen's Tanging Yaman, enough social issues to ruin Regina George's life and lack of life to hold on to. He used to be funny- a living proof that too much drama is deadly.
Girl falls for Guy. Guy will never ever fall.
This is funny. And yes, reading between the lines is recommended.
I guess I am empty. Issues with human emotions and irrationality just make it more infinite. So I guess I have to pretend like I'm one normal guy until I find something or someone to actually fill it in.