I woke up with my son giving me chamomile which grow outside our cabin. So I got to take a picture with it right away. (Hence the messy hair and puffy eyes. I haven’t even wash my face yet 😂) This brought back some silly memories of the past.
Did anyone else pluck an innocent daisy flower (chamomile or this flower family) to get an answer if the person you’re crushing on feels the same?
The poor flower suffers from people’s craziness. Sigh. And one of those people happens to be me.
Yep. That’s right. I’m daisy-plucking-crazy-teen-girl.
Every time I had a crush back in my school days, I have a habit of guessing if my crush likes me back by pulling the nearest daisy or similar flowers. And when it ends badly, I’ll take another and another until the result is the way I want it. Sometimes ending up with all the petals on the ground and no more flowers to pluck by the time I make my escape.
Looking back, I can only laugh and wonder what the hell was the point?
How about you? Any teenage habit every time you get a crush?