“Beep! Beep! Beep!” 

I swung my lifeless arm to silence the blaring sound of the alarm. Of course, I missed and knocked over the lamp that was sitting on my bedside table. 

“Perfect!” I mumbled to myself,”Another great start to a loveless day.” I must have looked even worse than I thought because my dog groaned at the sight of my messy hair, smeared make-up, and skunky morning breath.”Staying up until 5 a.m. watching tons of romantic movies was not the best idea,” I thought to myself.

Despite my dishevelled look and lonely heart, Chase, my Corgi dog, continued to scratch on the front door as he anticipated his weekly Saturday walk. Before I headed out, I decided to throw on some blue, baggy sweatpants that I tucked into my fur Ugg boots. I put my greasy hair into a messy bun and threw on my most comfortable, loose T-shirt. On my way to the door, I glanced at the mirror and made a dejected face at my reflection.

“It’s not like I’m going to find my love today,” I bitterly whispered to myself. I slowly walked out of the house with my dog so excited for the walk.

After a couple of steps in the fresh, cool air, I began to think about the movies that I watched the night before -- from romantic comedies to tragedies everyone seemed to find love, except me.

“Where can I find love?” I thought.

Chase and I walked around our neighborhood for about an hour and were ready to go back until I noticed something.

“It’s a frog in the pond Chase!” I said.

“Rough! Rough!” he barked.

I cautiously walked up to the frog to examine him more closely. I thought about all of the princess movies I’ve watched over the years, and how sometimes the frog turns into a prince. The green amphibian had massive warts all over him, his fragile bones poked through his skin, and he sat still and stared at me.

“Why would I even think about allowing my lips to touch that gross frog? This isn’t a Disney movie, it’s real life.” I thought to myself. 

Yet, the thought of kissing the frog in hopes of finding my true love kept popping up in my mind. Finally, I decided, against my better judgement, to pucker up my lips to kiss the frog. 

“Can you help me find love?” I said sarcastically as I leaned in for a smooch.

“Ribit! Ribit!” said the frog.

“Just do it,” I thought. 

I DID IT… Then, the frog hopped away. I couldn’t believe how bad of a day it was. Me, an adult, with a full time career, is walking around thinking about Disney movies and kissing frogs -- how desperate. Yet, as I sat there sulking with Chase, I noticed a man with a very confused look on his face. This was definitely the worst day of my life.

“Where’s your boyfriend the frog going?” You must have some really bad breath.” he chuckled. 

I nervously laughed and said,”Oh haha, you saw that?” as I slowly walked away.

“Wait up! I’m just joking,” said the man...

I guess kissing a frog really did give me an opportunity at true love.