by Elisabeth Wong
Okay, I guess it’s confession time: I’m a love skeptic.
To a certain extent. And if you were wondering, yeah, that confession was for my own sake too. I don’t know that I’ve acknowledged this trait in myself before – not because I’m ashamed of being a skeptic, but because romance in general is a big no-no for me. Horrified gasp! Yes, I’m one of those people! I’m that girl whose parents wouldn’t allow her to date in high school; that one girl who (what?) hasn’t owned up to having a crush on a guy for like eleven years now.
Okay, it was eleven until like last summer, but in my defense, I was tired. (Completely and 100% relevant.)