I had a dream....

I woke up this morning wanting to burst into tears. I didn't want to wake up! I was having such an awesome dream! I dreamt that I had a whirlwind romance with Chuck Bass of Gossip Girl and we got married...and okay, out with it, it was a mildly dirrrty dream at some point....hey, at least I admit it! It was such a wooooonderful dream that I was probably grinning in my sleep drooling......and when I woke up, I wanted my immediate suicidal demise cos let's face it, it's almost impossible to find a guy who can measure up to Chuck Bass' standard.

After 3 seasons of Gossip Girl, I'm still truly, madly, deeply in love with Chuck Bass...(and I wouldn't mind dating Ed Westwick who plays him too. Anytime baby! Anytime! So I officially hate Jessica Szohr whom he's now dating! That lil' biatch!). And my undying love for him is probably gonna be impossibly detrimental to my chances of finding a good match to end my singleton status.

In fact, I saw an article on some magazine saying that there's been a recent thing called "The Edward Effect" whereby young girls are pegging their boyfriends against all the cool and super suave characters in movies and tv shows and they have impossible standards and expectation on how their guys should be. Well, it's called "The Edward Effect" and not "The Chuck Bass Effect" cos Edward Cullen from Twilight was all the rage now but seriously, I think it should be known as "The Chuck Bass Effect"...at least he's fictionally a human being...a freaking hot one *drooool*.

I know, I know, it's all tv drama and they're not real. My buddy said that even if there's someone who can measure up to Chuck, he's probably an asshole. Well, indeed. I do know someone who can measure up (and F, if you're reading this, you totally know who I'm talking about) but yes, he's quite a wanker. It's been more than 2 years since I met him and he's still a wanker...so I gave up really. Real life Chuck Bass will never be available. But now, it seems like I'm doomed cos despite the fact that I know Chuck Bass is fictional, his enigmatic charm's been drilled into my head (yeah yeah, I really do like bad boys and that's probably why I'm still a singleton) and I can't get it out of my head. Sigh. Maybe I need a lobotomy...Oh chuck oh chuck.....I'm fucked....

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