Me, an apple?

------------------Girls---------------------------
are like apples-------
------on trees.The best ones-----
-----are at the top of the tree.---
-----The boys dont want to reach-----
for the good ones because they--
-r afraid of falling and getting hurt.
--Instead,they get the rotten apples-
from the ground that arent as good,
but easy. So the apples up top think
something wrong w/ them when in
-reality they're amazing. They just--
---have to wait for the right boy to
----come along, the one who's-
-----------brave enough to------
--------------climb all-----------
-------------the way------------
----------to the top--------
-------------of the tree---------


I got the above excerpt from Friendster while browsing aimlessly through people's profiles. :P
Girls = apples.
Hmm.. =P

No doubt the person or persons who created that comment were trying to make the yet unplucked 'apples' feel better, and also justify why they are still on the shelf, or branch in this case.

But it seems more like a case of sour grapes mentality to me. LOL.
Telling yourself that 'I'm the prized apple and the rest are just rotten apples.'
Wouldn't the prized apples be the ones to be plucked first?
Who would settle for rotten apples anyway?
Or rather, the so-called prized apples just decided to stick on a 'royal gala' sticker and tada! they instantly elevated their status, just so to justify why they're still hanging on the branch.

=P



Disclaimer:
My opinions above have nothing whatsoever to do with my status. All views have been based subjectively from a third person's point of view. =P