Idée Fixe, Revisited
I dragged out an old favorite from my Monster High album (PSA: "sets" are called "albums" now; a change that I think was unwarranted, but at least the new name is logical) to play around with in the PhotoCandy app. What IS Alphonsine thinking about?!
"Tum te tum tum...hey ho...another day, another challenge to brave mon cœur solitaire. I so long for mon véritable amour; my heart, she may be made of stone but she was made for amour all the same.... Where oh where may my future Romeo be? I wonder if he's wondering about me right now. Ce serait tellement romantique! But such silliness. Pooh-pooh, Alphonsine, you are being a foolish little gargouille. Pooh-pooh, I say. After all, you are still very young—only 160 years old—and you have much ahead of you, and much to learn. Who knows, in the years to come you may have many lovers! Hee hee! But no. I will give my heart to one only! This I swear! ...But what should happen if *more* than one Romeo should court me? What shall I do then? Oh dear. I have never considered that before. And what if they are both gallant and handsome? Or if there are more than makes a "both"? Un dilemme! I must consider this further, so that I may be prepared for when the moment arrives and can conduct myself with the parfait grâce féminine. That is all I truly desire; even if I never find true love, if I should be a complete lady throughout, it will have all been worth it! ...I think? Oh dear, but I am getting off the track...how to deal with many suitors...I have it! I will write about it in my diary, and try out many possible solutions in it. I will use it to create a master plan for all future romantic adventures. A brilliant idea! Genius! I wonder why other girls have not thought of this? I must tell my girl-friends right away! ...Oh. Oh, but how can I devise possible solutions when I have no, how you say, savoir-faire with boys? How can I conduct myself with parfait grâce féminine when I am far from parfait? Oh dear oh dear! Oh zut! Poop! I'm a hopeless case, a lost cause! I will never, never, never find romance! WAAAAAAAHHHHH! *Sniff, sniff* I will write in my diary anyway, of the tortures I have withstood today and on all days...*sniff*...I will write for posterity, so girls of the future may know of the lonely life I have lead! Yes! It is a brilliant idea! Genius! And I will include my sad poetry as well! It will be the tragedy of an era. I wonder why other girls have not thought of this? Oh, pauvre petite Alphonsine, tout seul dans le monde...*Sniffle, sniff"...I will have to tell my girl-friends all about my sorrows, of my eternal loneliness. Oui, oui...."
Oh, Alphonsine and her first-world adolescent problems.
Idée Fixe, Revisited
I dragged out an old favorite from my Monster High album (PSA: "sets" are called "albums" now; a change that I think was unwarranted, but at least the new name is logical) to play around with in the PhotoCandy app. What IS Alphonsine thinking about?!
"Tum te tum tum...hey ho...another day, another challenge to brave mon cœur solitaire. I so long for mon véritable amour; my heart, she may be made of stone but she was made for amour all the same.... Where oh where may my future Romeo be? I wonder if he's wondering about me right now. Ce serait tellement romantique! But such silliness. Pooh-pooh, Alphonsine, you are being a foolish little gargouille. Pooh-pooh, I say. After all, you are still very young—only 160 years old—and you have much ahead of you, and much to learn. Who knows, in the years to come you may have many lovers! Hee hee! But no. I will give my heart to one only! This I swear! ...But what should happen if *more* than one Romeo should court me? What shall I do then? Oh dear. I have never considered that before. And what if they are both gallant and handsome? Or if there are more than makes a "both"? Un dilemme! I must consider this further, so that I may be prepared for when the moment arrives and can conduct myself with the parfait grâce féminine. That is all I truly desire; even if I never find true love, if I should be a complete lady throughout, it will have all been worth it! ...I think? Oh dear, but I am getting off the track...how to deal with many suitors...I have it! I will write about it in my diary, and try out many possible solutions in it. I will use it to create a master plan for all future romantic adventures. A brilliant idea! Genius! I wonder why other girls have not thought of this? I must tell my girl-friends right away! ...Oh. Oh, but how can I devise possible solutions when I have no, how you say, savoir-faire with boys? How can I conduct myself with parfait grâce féminine when I am far from parfait? Oh dear oh dear! Oh zut! Poop! I'm a hopeless case, a lost cause! I will never, never, never find romance! WAAAAAAAHHHHH! *Sniff, sniff* I will write in my diary anyway, of the tortures I have withstood today and on all days...*sniff*...I will write for posterity, so girls of the future may know of the lonely life I have lead! Yes! It is a brilliant idea! Genius! And I will include my sad poetry as well! It will be the tragedy of an era. I wonder why other girls have not thought of this? Oh, pauvre petite Alphonsine, tout seul dans le monde...*Sniffle, sniff"...I will have to tell my girl-friends all about my sorrows, of my eternal loneliness. Oui, oui...."
Oh, Alphonsine and her first-world adolescent problems.