my far-from-perfect (ex) boyfriend
in my 28th year of life, i think i’ve gone thru so many things and met many people. those experiences give high expectations of life in me, including and especially about a boyfriend. while other expect to find for mr. right, i expect for the perfect one to come. but what is perfect actually? after having a thorough and deep thinking, i can’t answer this question honestly.
does perfect mean kind-hearted?
i met a very kind-hearted guy one day and our relationship happened to be very close. in the beginning, i was so enchanted by his golden smile and kind-hearted but after a while i became sick to his kind-hearted. how come? u must be asking so, right? u know, his kindness is too much, i guess. that’s make him looks foolish. in my opinion there is only one very very thin line between kind and foolish and that guy has accrossed that thin line.
does perfect mean rich?
can a man become rich without being too busy with his business? uh hmm… i dunt think so. this tipical man usually says too many reasons for not-having enough time for his lover. or he asks for too-much-understanding from his girlfriend for his absences or delays. he talks too much of his business. this tipical man can absorb all your energy to love him. no no…
does perfect mean brilliant?
ah… brilliance usually goes with extra ego. have u ever showed to this type of man that u accidentally could do math faster than he did? that u remembered more names and telephone numbers than he did? that u knew news more than he did? that u could count for the price of 25%-discounted-beautiful-dress much faster than me? have u ever? what is his reaction? i don’t think i can handle the extra ego from a man while the usual ego has put me under stress.
does perfect mean very-ok-looking?
u know, in these days, i dunt understand why, more and more good-looking guys love to see their appearances in the mirror more than girls do. it looks like their shadows reflected on the mirror is everything that they forget that there are so many people around them got sick seeing this kind of behaviour. o ow… no… no…. i can’t handle this type either…
so, what does perfect mean?
it’s so ridiculous i think that i have been waiting for mr. perfect while i can’t handle the very-ok-looking guy, rich, brilliant, and with a kind-heart. in other case, i could enjoy and really enjoy to be with my far-from-perfect (ex) boyfriend. so what’s the use of waiting for the perfect one? just wasting my time and energy. silly, eh?
November 25th, 2006 at 4:33 am
Words to Live By..
Accept that some days you’re the pigeon, and some days you’re the statue.
Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them.
Always read stuff that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it.
Drive carefully. It’s not only cars that can be recalled by their maker.
Eat a live toad in the morning and nothing worse will happen to you for the rest of the day.
If you can’t be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.
If you lend someone $20, and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.
It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others.
Never buy a car you can’t push.
Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time, because then you don’t have a leg to stand on.
Nobody cares if you can’t dance well. Just get up and dance.
The early worm gets eaten by the bird, so sleep late.
When everything’s coming your way, you’re in the wrong lane.
Birthdays are good for you; the more you have, the longer you live.
Ever notice that the people who are late are often much jollier than the people who have to wait for them?
If ignorance is bliss, why aren’t more people happy?
You may be only one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person.
Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once.
Don’t cry because it’s over; smile because it happened.
We could learn a lot from crayons:
some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, some have weird names, and all are different colors but they all have to learn to live in the same box.
A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
Happiness comes through doors you didn’t even know you left open.
Have an awesome day, and know that someone has thought about you today….
December 22nd, 2006 at 5:38 pm
Well, for me, a perfect guy means the one who rings bells to you. Humm…kinda hard to explain, since I’m not as experienced as you. Well, we have this tendancy (because we grew with this impression) that the perfect guy is the one who has everything he needs to offer to us: comfort, joy, surety (including in financial matters), loyalty, and of course, his heart. But when the time comes that we meet this kinda guy (which only happens probably once in a lifetime), with his kind heart and golden smile and money to spend for flowers, does he ring bells in our heart? Does he make the butterflies in our stomach flying?
Okay, I’m a romantist. You shouldn’t listen to my definition after all. But hey, I hope my opinion means something…
PS: I think you ARE with the perfect guy. I mean, the one you’re gonna marry, I think he’s the perfect guy for you.
Congratulations, sis!!