Oh my goodness! He was so cute!

Jun 04, 2010

HE’S soooooo cute! I thought to myself. It was my first day of internship when my gaze fell on this hunk. He was leisurely walking down the stairs, speaking on phone. Tall, light complexion, well built torso, lips and eyes to die for, extremely well kempt, … the list was endless.

By Vision reporter

HE’S soooooo cute! I thought to myself. It was my first day of internship when my gaze fell on this hunk. He was leisurely walking down the stairs, speaking on phone. Tall, light complexion, well built torso, lips and eyes to die for, extremely well kempt, … the list was endless.

Had anyone watched me ogle him, they would have noticed my lower lip slightly drop. Hunk was drop dead gorgeous. Within seconds though, I promised myself to get my mind off him. Little did I know it would evolve into an agonizing crush!

Hunk sat on the floor right above mine so I watched whenever he was going for breakfast, break tea, lunch, and even knew the exact time he did.

Each time I laid my eyes on him, I just ‘lost it’, my heart raced and my palms went dump I would have to wipe them!

It was only week one and he had such a strong effect on me, I wondered what would become of me a month down the road.

Would I just walk up to him and confess my crush? I thought that would make me a whore, so I simply hoped the crush would pass. A month down the road, the sight of him still conjured the same effect! I feared I would suffer a heart attack owing to the rate at which my heart raced each time I laid my eyes on him, which was not less than five times a day.

I imagined we would make a beautiful couple and envisioned taking on his name after we married. I even practiced signing off documents using his surname!

I had once read that the only way to get over a crush was by befriending the object of the crush but I was too shy and nervous to say even hello!

The crush got worse by the day. I visited his face book page, downloaded his picture and made it my laptop screen saver.

However, I wanted more of him yet sadly, I could not make my intentions clear. I bought a mobile line, found his number from the staff list and over the weekends when I really missed him, I called and listened to his great voice, “hullo… hullo…. who’s there?” Without a word, I would hung up and smile. I had heard his voice!

One beautiful day, a colleague organised a birthday bash. I was thrilled! I knew Hunk would be there so I dressed to kill. This would be the day to finally make friends with him.

I strategised myself and got Hunk into my group. At first, I noticed that his jokes were lame and so was the way he was telling them. But I kept smiling because I still liked him. He was cute! Nonetheless, more surprises were in store for me.

Each time a colleague started an intellectual conversation, say about the oil curse, Hunk would recall a great movie he had watched or told another of his lame internet jokes.

His shallow genre disappointed me so much. There was no excuse; Hunk could not hold a productive conversation for even five minutes!

Suddenly, he didn’t look so cute anymore! All I saw was an airhead. Then I realised there are more aspects to consider in a man than looks! Before I knew it, my impression of him had changed; I had no crush on him anymore.

Later that evening, I deleted all his pictures that I had gotten from Facebook. today, I still laugh at myself for it was a childish crush entirely based on appearance. I wish I could promise myself never to have crushes on cute men.

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