A Forbidden Romance
This book awakens so many memories of the past. A reminiscence of the good old college days.
People used to portray me as a goody two-shoes. Well, in retrospect, I was a hard-working student and had the self-discipline of a tireless worker bee that flies to an average of 8,000 flowers, 10 hours a day, 6 days a week, to gather up nectar to bring to the hive while collecting pollen for the entire brood flock. Wow. Define hard-working. Hope the insect reference helps. Haha
But, I also think we have a rebellious streak in all of us, something that human beings have in common.
I’ve had my fair share of thrills and chills. Most of them involve doing idiotic things and breaking a few rules here and there, which admittingly gave me a sense of euphoria that I would never get from books (irony, these days).
And there was the crushing hard-falling in love phase. Even the most diligent of the most deligent went through this at one point.
It was an inevitable part of every teenager growing up.
In my case, my HEART overruled my brain every time. Unluckily for me, my heart was a chaser. Yes, I chased a guy for years. Sometimes it would scare me how my heart would go to extreme lengths just to prove that it was right.
In a nutshell, the heart wants what it wants. IT NEVER LISTENS.
My college friends will totally agree. Even stupid pain can’t make it stop. Quite the contrary, it feeds off pain. And when it takes over, it always chooses love despite the ugly consequences, ever willing to suffer.
At the end of the day, it’s the foolish heart that gets shattered, not the sensible brain, when everything falls apart.
If I were to describe my experience through this book in a quote, it would be,
“Hearts are wild creatures, that’s why our ribs are cages”
P.S. I never had an affair with a professor. Haha
Although, in a parallel universe, provided that he is as hot as Mr. McKendrick, I’d leave the door open.
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