The Trouble with Boys

Sigh.  I can't believe it's been over a week since my horrible Valentine's Day.  I guess life does go on, even if it is tragic and pointless. 

Titania  met with Vik, but told him she couldn't go out with him.  I told her not to be silly, that she shouldn't put her own love life on hold just because I am doomed to a life of misery and spinsterhood.  She claims that she honestly doesn't want to go out with Vik because he just isn't that bright.  I guess it's true that a boy who puts a great big Valentine's card on the wrong girl's locker isn't overly-gifted in the brains department, but he is sooooo handsome!  I think she's just doing it to be nice.  She knows that seeing her with Vik would just be twisting the knife in my already broken heart.

Speaking of Titania, she said a very strange thing yesterday.  She got a funny look on her face while I was crying--yet again--over Vik, and asked me if I'd want to know if she knew about a boy who really did like me.  As if that could ever happen. 

I was about to tell her that I appreciated her efforts to make me feel better, but I am done with boys and am seriously considering becoming a hermit for my remaining days, but I never got the chance.  Titania's older brother Ardan came roaring out of some nearby daisies and began pelting Titania with dirt clods.  For absolutely no reason!  You would think, wouldn't you, that if the Fates were so cruel as to make my best friend and I star-crossed in love, they could at least have spared us the indignity of having older brothers!

Is it possible Titania and I  are setting our standards too high?  Maybe instead of looking for boys who are good-looking and have more intelligence than your average toad is just asking too much.  Perhaps we should just set our sights on finding boys who aren't completely bonkers!  

If only we had some wise older woman to turn to for guidance.  We don't.  My mother is a hopeless bookworm who would probably trot out some ancient story about a lovelorn banshee on the highland moors, and Titania's mom would have a complete nervous breakdown if Titania even admitted to knowing that boys exist!  As a result, we are both left without a compass upon the sea of love, destined to be swallowed by the waves without a trace.  It's so sad, I think I may cry again.