Horrible Histories

Introducing... a brief history of the crushes of Junaberry (in chronological order):

1. M.L. A young lad from primary school with perfect, crisp blonde hair and blue eyes. He was friendly, sporty and popular. Once, when someone pushed in front of me in line, he defended my honour and demanded said fiend to step back and let the young maiden through. My heart was his from henceforth. Unfortunately, he left high school some time in year 10 and our intense spiritual connection was never manifested.

2. C.S. Not sure why I had a crush on this naysaying rangaaa. I actually reflect on him now in my wiser, adult years and find him somewhat obnoxious.

3. D.Something. I can't even remember the last name of this person... Reflective of my deep desire for him?

4. A.M. Perhaps the most controversial of my crushes. My friends were not so approving of my desire for this man-child. However, I found him extremely physically attractive, cool, collected and el suavo. Things went downhill when I was outed and, when I was forced to sit next to him in class, he said, "I'd rather not." How could any self-respecting young man shame a naive, innocent girl like that? I do not know.

5. Initials.I.Cannot.Write. (IICW) He's a friend of my friends and a friendly acquaintance of mine. This was an extremely brief and superficial attraction.

6. IICW2. Somewhat ongoing. I can't even write it here. It shames me and intrigues me. There was something in me that began in my late adolescence and the feelings have lingered since. I have difficulty fathoming this ever evolving into something tangible, however.

7. D.T. A strapping, young Asian male that Big Michelle and I crushed on simultaneously in our first semester of uni. He was cute, smart but a little shy and bland. Having known him for a while longer, I find him completely unstimulating company and am glad he has found a lady friend that can tolerate him. I'm kidding. He's a nice guy.

8. W.B. Simply because he is incredibly good looking and because, when we were in the same FCP tute, after I took a medical history off the tutor in front of the class, he whispered, "Good job," to me as I returned to my seat. It was like M.L. all over again. Completely out of my league and slightly inebriated at all times but still, a girl can dream.

9. B.E. A boy I glanced upon in my second FAHB lab. He resembled a brief character in the fourth season of Gilmore Girls except blonde and brawnier. I only just recently found out his name.

10. T.W. My current anatomy tutor who has betrayed me in every way possible by already having an Asian girlfriend, a role I could have readily fulfilled with every fibre of my being.

11. M.S. An extremely tanned boy, smart and with the most adorable smile I've ever beheld. Unfortunately, he can often be found puttering around barefoot in our FCP tutes. I do not approve of this. W.B. also indulged in this slightly unhygienic practice. These country boys.

12. Holy shit. I can't believe I forgot F.V. But what can I say? All my feelings, interactions and experiences about, with and regarding this boy have been documented extensively in this blog including the very surprising and tumultuous ending to this liaison.

There are others. I can't be bothered. Like I said, a brief history.

J