Thoughts on Love and the World . . .

I admire guys like F who pursue girls like B simply because they find the girl utterly fascinating and want to see what makes her tick. Exploratory dating? Is that what it's called?

My views of love and romance have changed so much in these past two years. All my views have melted away in the light of reality and formed into something more substantial and . . . realistic?

I was walking home from the library in the dark. I always feel nervous when I pass the big bushes. Then I started wishing something were lurking behind them, ready to devour me. I think a hostile world would be easier to accept than one that is apathetic to my existence.

I wonder if my blogs will ever mean something (: