Back in Italy for a few days and going through my old journals I noticed that I was very sweet and romantically inclined when I was 12 or 16. I was also already meeting the EXACT same type of men who "really like me but" (it's always good to start young!). Thank God a much nobler virtue, sarcasm, has replaced the sweetness of my youth. It makes everything a lot funnier ("some people are lucky and meet the man of their lives at 15, the rest of us have funny stories" cit.). Otherwise, just like when I was 12, I am apparently incapable of:
- Carrying out a simple conversation with someone I (inexplicably) find attractive
- Maintaining my normal face color while saying hi, bye and other very personal things
- Avoid getting myself in absolutely embarrassing situations where I look like a complete idiot
- Getting all the above mentioned nonsesne out of my mind
That's why I religiously kept all your journal (without reading them) whem tidying up your room...
ReplyDeleteBut you're wrong about sarcasm coming up with age, as you posted on your door so long ago that sticker "sarcasm, just one more service I offer"...