When people meet me, they figure I'm one of those girls. You know the type. The ones who pine for a boyfriend, watch Romantic Comedies, live for Valentine's Day and just can't wait to say those three words to someone. "I love you."
Not that there is anything wrong with that type of person, but that's not me. I usually chalk it up to me just not understanding love but that's not really true. I just don't believe in it. I see it as an intense infatuation that people over-exaggerate in their heads.
I don't like being this way. I'd much rather be the girl who knows her prince will come, but I don't. I'd like to not enter a relationship knowing that it's temporary, but I do. I wish I would just be love-brained like the rest of the world, but alas, I'm a cynic. Only for this though. Usually, I'm quite the optimist.
Most of my friends know my phrase that sums my feelings up pretty well. I believe in leprechauns not love.
Sounds crazy right? well, its true. I full-heartedly believe in leprechauns. There isn't one bone in my body that thinks they are imaginary. I think that's just one of my quirks.
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