He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

*Written on 4/23/2012*

Never had I ever imagined that Cupid would also include me into his shooting range.

Like I mentioned, I was a Tom Boy. I acted like a boy; I dressed like a boy; I treated myself like a boy, and I even look like a boy: Short bold cut, tan skin, and extremely fit. Growing up, I hung out with male friends than female friends a whole lot more often. It’s still the same way nowadays; besides, what other girls enjoy riding bikes with bunch of stray dogs and roll around in the dirt? Even with such close distance hanging out with men, I didn’t even have the slightest idea about romantically dating a man until college.

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