Mr Walt , could you give me a run through on how that love thing works again?

As preteen girls tick at option A B or C to the question "What hobby would your dream guy have ?" with options A.)Basketball (so that you know every girl in the stands is turned on) B.) Writing poetry (So that you can be sure to find a few written about you) C.) Jamming with the band ( Guy-liner turns you on ) or D.)Baking cookies and helping old ladies cross roads (gimme a minute while I fantasize), most likely they can all but picture the guy's face.They probably have a name for him, something that would fit.In certain creepy cases, they've already picked out baby names and crockery patterns.They know what career he will have (something good,to make sure mom n dad are happy),what he looks like (to make you happy),his mannerisms and kinks and slight faults (is eating too fast/slow a fault?).Deluded and with heightened expectations owing to Disney movies and Nicholas Sparks adaptations,growing up none of them are quite sure what to make of the specimen "A" teenage boy . (No no no, somethings wrong, they can't all be mini-skirt following, booger sculpting, WWF watching,saying the absolute wrong thing at the wrong time, sports obsessed, masses of brute can they ? Are these really the boys who'll grow up to be the men of her dreams or is she simply looking in all the wrong places ?)

The results to the quiz which tells them the kind of guy they should be with merely mirrors the kind of guy they want to be with.
Whether she'll admit it to you or not, every girl has a type.It may seem like a silly concept thrown around for fun when she's sizing up someone but unconsciously or not,she's excited to meet someone who seems like "her type" (she likes to believe no one else is looking for the same thing). If she doesn't seem to have met anyone ,her imaginary ideal will suffice until she meets or spots the Real McCoy.
But maybe, just maybe, its time she realized that this idea of what perfection (or close to it) should be ,isn't what will make her the most happy.Maybe once in awhile there should be allowances made for those that don't fit that cookie cutter mould she's made up to sort through boys, cause sometimes when all reason, circumspection and theoretical idealism fails, perhaps its time for her to accept that our souls seek out those who maybe able to enrich our lives and minds in ways we didn't think possible.So its time she abandoned the ideal,its time she stop dismissing a liking towards boys that wouldn't have been dreamt of when she was twelve.Maybe someone who she least expects to, will be the only one able to make her happy, just as she deserves to be.

Note:apologies for the sap. Will be back to snark asap. Until then , sing westlife songs, stop killing insects to watch them squirm and watch Dawson's Creek.Cheerio.

-------------Deborah D'souza