Noona Neomu Yeppeo
Sunday, February 20, 2011
So, there's this kid that my best friend and I know. He's my best friend's brother's best friend (confused?) and he's also about two years younger than me, which makes me - pretty much - his noona. He's Korean and OH MY GOD.. he's cute. No, I mean, not just cute, he's handsome aaaand he could be the perfect boyfriend. He's smart (I think top of his class?), athletic (captain of the JV Basketball team), and stylish (what boy could seamlessly pull off skinny jeans and vibrant pink Nike High Tops?). Inserting my obvious love of SHINee here, I'd say he's Onew, Minho, and Key rolled into one. That's 3/5 of my perfect boyfriend. But, just like Key, he's only interested in girls his age.
Fail of the century.
Awhile back, when I was unbearably and visibly crushing on him, my best friend asked him what he thought of me. And he was all like, "Er.... I'm not into older girls."
Irrrr I always thought Korean boys liked older girls! From my experience hanging out with Korean boys, they seemed to always mention their interest in older girls, much older girls. My hopes were shattered.
Actually, they were shattered from the beginning. When I began liking him and noticing him, he already had a girlfriend. At first I was like, "Ehhh why her? She's not pretty." (Mean, I know) but my best friend (who usually gives me incite on his lovelife with special contribution from her brother) said, "Well, they liked each other for a looong time." Meh. Well, I guess I gave her a chance especially since she liked him even before he began to 'transform' and look good. So, yeah, after liking him for a few weeks, I stopped.
And thennnn my best friend tells me one day that they finally broke up. My 'love' for him escalated through the roof and I was just on cloud nine. Until my friend asked him what he thought of me and that was when I was like, "eh, forget it. He's right."
You know what, as I re-read through this post, I forgot what my point is by talking about him. :|
I think it's best that I shut up now.
