Love at first sight, loving the first sight.

Ironic as it is, I often laugh at people's sentiments.

Sometimes my friends, or their friends write on their blog or facebook note saying how terrible they are feeling. How they broke up with a boyfriend, their hopelessness, complaining about their exams, you name it. And I think... get a grip! What you feel doesn't change anything, and you have food to eat, you've got a job, you've got an education, so stop whining. It's not the end of the world.

But I also wrote, and am still writing the similar things, like the following...

Have you ever considered that you are attracted to your crush because of the fact that she/he is your crush?

You like him because of what the distance you now have with him entails, and this distance does not allow you to know her much more. Thus is the chance for some fantasy to creep in. There is something about her that you really like, her looks perhaps. She isn't the most beautiful girl you've ever seen in your life, but she is realistically pretty. And wouldn't it just be great that she likes Jazz as well?

So your wishful thinking becomes more real, at least in your own mind. Perhaps it isn't something as specific as jazz, but something more blurry. Maybe it would be perfect if he can enjoy that long walk with you at twilight on the park, and embarking with your solitary and timeless trip is a soft summer wind.

However, the attraction for her is endless nights of dances, the drinks, and the fun. He likes tennis, rather than Pride and Prejudice. She loves the shopping and taking pictures on her trip in Tokyo, while you like to look at lake Louise in Banff, lying on a chair for hours, so you never have to take a picture with your camera. She loves the indie French band from Montreal, but rap is your thang.

Yes, perhaps he would really love the walk, the talk, and the occasional caffe latte with Andrea Bocelli singing Il Calmo Mare della Sera or one of your 80's favourite. She would love to do that because she is by then immensely in love with you, and this can happen only when you can understand her world. Sadly, you simply cannot take the deafening noise at the club playing what they call music. While at the same way, she can only enjoy the first 30 seconds of the 3rd movement of Sonata no. 8 Pathetique. That is, after you tell her what the piece is, and she can only remember "Pathetique," the same way she feels if she listens to it for more than two minutes without falling asleep.

You believe in love at first sight, and it's true, it exists. The love can only linger on that first sight.

And I hope this may be some consolation to you.