THAT TIME I FELL IN LOVE (TWO LESSONS, AND HOW I GOT BACK UP)

The title should have been “fell properly” because from the time I could spell my name, I’ve always liked one boy or the other. In fact, I remember having a crush on a cute seat mate in primary 5, and I was only eight then!

In my second year in the university, Cupid decided that I would be her next target. I, the one everyone expected to have had her nose buried in books, fell in love with a certain somebody we will call K. It was the type of love that made me doodle on my notebooks and stare out Continue reading “THAT TIME I FELL IN LOVE (TWO LESSONS, AND HOW I GOT BACK UP)”