Code Names

The necessity of code names for guys has existed since I was in primary school. Yet here I am, all grown up, and still refer to guys by either pieces of food (i.e. chocolate tart) or another name (i.e. Clark Kent).


Whereas before it was just taboo to mention your fancying of another boy in your class (though to this day, I do not understand what was so embarassing), now it might be because the guy is just a plain taboo to like.

The problem arises in the fact that I seem to always fall for someone else's boyfriend, a good friend or a co-worker. Yet even when they realise themselves, the result is often disastrous. Perhaps the christening of a guy with a code name should actually be a warning sign for me to stop pursuing...

Follow-ups

My friend (from "Fatty") actually went to a club and punched the guy for calling her fat.

The guy who loves me, still does, but not in the way I love him. He is more friendly-material I guess...though I wish a great deal he was not.

I am still falling for someone I shouldn't but he too is friendly-material, or perhaps less-than-friendly-material, and as for that I wish we were actually friendly-material.

But all that put aside, I am quite content and today realised the necessity for a new swimsuit.

Semi-Lana Lang

Say I date a guy who looks semi-Clark Kent, does this make me semi-Lana Lang?

I mean, I admire Lana Lang a great deal (in fact in my first few years of college, I wanted to be exactly like her, or rather, look like her. Vanity is quite my characteristic flaw....). But the worst part of this all, I like the guy a lot more because of this.

Shallow-osity level? Just increased.