Time to be honest. I don't know shit about Calvin and Hobbes. Hell I had to google the spelling. And I think doublechocolate... is a really cheesy name. Knowing the creator of this blog, it came as a complete surprise. As far as I could judge her, I never put her out as one of those corny teen-aged girls. Actually let me correct that. She's not even teen-aged.
Back to imaginary situations. In this one let's have a boy who thinks he knows everything about the girl he loves. And WHAM! he finds out all this while he has her date of birth wrong. Say it was a year later. And he's all upset about it because he assumed he knew everything about her.
What is he supposed to do? Find a nice corner and cry himself to sleep? Take out all his anger on her for not telling him? Or FaceConcrete himself for not bothering to listen harder?
You know what's the worst part about that scenario? Realising for the last one and a half years your phone lock code has no meaning. Worst feeling ever, take my word for it.
Back to imaginary situations. In this one let's have a boy who thinks he knows everything about the girl he loves. And WHAM! he finds out all this while he has her date of birth wrong. Say it was a year later. And he's all upset about it because he assumed he knew everything about her.
What is he supposed to do? Find a nice corner and cry himself to sleep? Take out all his anger on her for not telling him? Or FaceConcrete himself for not bothering to listen harder?
You know what's the worst part about that scenario? Realising for the last one and a half years your phone lock code has no meaning. Worst feeling ever, take my word for it.
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