Saturday, March 27, 2010
My thoughts, just before I go to sleep.
Sometimes, I would be thinking of a certain issue, to which I would create and propose possible solutions/choices to myself. And sometimes, I would place my thoughts on a paper (especially if I'm frustrated), just to get a better overview and to let myself think more clearly. And only on very rare occasions do I pen down my thoughts as I add a blogpost :)
Prologue
Hmm, some cute girl that I saw over American Idol got me a teeny-weeny wanting a girlfriend, but as always, reality is a very, very cruel teacher. I was reminded of it again, today, as I left the house for cell (and OH YES I LOVE CELL!!! :D), and it kept rattling in my cranium, thus the impetus behind this post.
For the record, I'm not desperate, so it's not like I'm hoarding every next girl that I make friends with. That's just creepy >.< style="font-weight: bold;">Prerequisites
So, let's just lay down the prerequisites, as in, the must-haves before we even talk about couple compatibility. Hmm, at least these are what I think the prerequisites are...
- Gentleman, duh.
- Adequately smart, both in IQ and EQ.
- Fairly well-dressed. We don't need no over-the-top blazers or the latest hot-pants, by the way.
- Hygenic. The more, the better.
- Self-confidence. No one wants depressed partner who thinks he/she is a loser. Whether the world thinks that he/she is a loser is a different story.
The prerequisites are pretty much fixed, so I think I satisfy most, if not all of them. Don't get me wrong, I'm just keeping it real ;)
Character's the next part of the equation (this one's a big bag of variables lalalalala :P)
Personally, I think how you find someone that's compatible in this aspect, is all about luck. You don't have to advertise yourself to the world to find someone compatible, at least that's what I think. Just as the cliche goes, 'Be Yourself'. I don't even know how that's supposed to help anyone, let alone myself, for that matter.
The Current Plight
The counter reads 9. I guess they weren't meant to be (you know, I kinda hate using cliches; they just don't, you know, explain anything in deep detail; It's so ambiguous that it doesn't add anything to the conversation. Maybe it's created as a courteous manner to say : "Stop prying into my private affairs.". Of course, I'm not half as rude, not even on the inside :P)
ANYWAY, the point is that not how to lament over my previous 'failures', so to speak. For starters I wasn't very attractive, both character and academia-wise, in my secondary school days.
Intermission - The Secondary School Days
Recollecting upon those days only revealed that my behavior could be summed up with one word - Jerk.
Vulgarities were flying out of my potty mouth faster that streamers from party-poppers, to say the least.
It was bad; at the stage of life at which you strive to distinguish yourself from the others, and where your foothold in the social environment was everything; I, for one, did not make the best of impressions to my peers in the school. I guess I was frowned upon for being so crude and boisterous.
Intermission Terminated
Now that I've grown up (another freakin' cliche, but I'll explain to you guys, just to rid of the mysticism), I've grown out of those childish behavior and realized that there were many redundant and bad actions that were deemed not useful, and were thus removed as I ascended through the levels.
Yes, there is much to improve, I must say, but I can confidently proclaim that I was and am a much better person now than when compared to that younger, brasher and more crude me back then. (I know this sounds retarded, but...) Hooray to the current me!
The Choices/Options/Girls
Now, do not misunderstand. I am no Casanova nor Price Charming, nor do I speak or think of girls as a commodity (as the former has a tendency to), so do not violently accuse me of treating them as so; Just because I consider my options with a somewhat checklist-like procedure doesn't mean that I write off people; it's just that they aren't the right ones for me.
Also, forgive me for aggressively defending myself, as I just feel that I should protect myself from the presumptions people make before even knowing the real thing.
As it has always been in the past, there have been dry patches, and it's not surprising to know that I'm in one now. Holidays, no opportunities to meet new people (No, I don't believe in creating opportunities to meet new people; It's a bit, fake.), and thus limited communications with previous friends (doesn't mean that I wanna date all of my other female friends; I'm not desperate =.=).
Now, I find myself rolling back to one of the previous interests. I don't care about how people say that blogging is not a recommended form of penning down your troubles, especially when it comes to these touchy issues, but I say NO. Why should one be made to confide his/her problems into a private diary, only god knows when would someone else read it, only to realize the issues that he/she has been struggling with, and then, which is already too late, give him/her the sympathy and empathy that has been wayyyyy overdue? I say no to such pointless self-suffering and self-torture; Yep, you're held hostage by your own thoughts. (No, it doesn't mean that you have to pity me hahaha! :P)
Okay, I have to stop digressing! Anyway, the point is that this person doesn't want a relationship at this stage of life, which, again, brings me to the cliched saying that one will wait for his/her partner to the 'end of time'. I find that fairly ridiculous, but who am I to judge the power of love? :P
I may wait for her, I may not. Only time will tell.
Still, there are other options. School, CCA Clubs, Church, Outside Friends, it's all a wild ball of choices. I don't believe that anyone has such limited connectivity to the world, and that he/she has so few friends that he/she would end up without a girlfriend/boyfriend. Makes me wonder what those bachelor/-rettes did wrong in their youths. Overzealous academia-slogging? Over-self-indulgence at home? Spending too much time with a clique that suddenly fell apart right before entering into the working world? A "Pragmatic" approach to making friends, that eventually left one with no friends at the end of the day? Too many crises to even begin to comprehend.
To End This,
I would think that this world, with this very real and brutal social paradigms that we live and breathe today, with the same DNA traits as those living in the other, more easy-going cultures in other countries, that both girls and guys, would give a chance. Give a chance to the person that you just knew. You don't have to be so stuck-up before the person earns your trust; just take it easy. Somehow, I think people these days, they are trapped in their fortifications; the same fortifications that protect them from 'bad' people of the world, have blinded them from believing that there are, and there is, still good people around them. Not all men are jerks, and conversely, not all women cheat. I've seen my fair share of 'fortifications' and girls zealously avoiding me, but that's alright; I have done some wrong in the past. But that's not what matters now. All that matters is that I'm a better man now than I was even 2 years ago. I should be fairly eligible. Fairly.
As John Lennon sang in Imagine : "You may say I'm a dreamer; But I'm not the only one."
I might be naive, but I wish that the people here, in Singapore, be more open and be less cynical and hostile to their fellow citizens.
gibs.
Prologue
Hmm, some cute girl that I saw over American Idol got me a teeny-weeny wanting a girlfriend, but as always, reality is a very, very cruel teacher. I was reminded of it again, today, as I left the house for cell (and OH YES I LOVE CELL!!! :D), and it kept rattling in my cranium, thus the impetus behind this post.
For the record, I'm not desperate, so it's not like I'm hoarding every next girl that I make friends with. That's just creepy >.< style="font-weight: bold;">Prerequisites
So, let's just lay down the prerequisites, as in, the must-haves before we even talk about couple compatibility. Hmm, at least these are what I think the prerequisites are...
- Gentleman, duh.
- Adequately smart, both in IQ and EQ.
- Fairly well-dressed. We don't need no over-the-top blazers or the latest hot-pants, by the way.
- Hygenic. The more, the better.
- Self-confidence. No one wants depressed partner who thinks he/she is a loser. Whether the world thinks that he/she is a loser is a different story.
The prerequisites are pretty much fixed, so I think I satisfy most, if not all of them. Don't get me wrong, I'm just keeping it real ;)
Character's the next part of the equation (this one's a big bag of variables lalalalala :P)
Personally, I think how you find someone that's compatible in this aspect, is all about luck. You don't have to advertise yourself to the world to find someone compatible, at least that's what I think. Just as the cliche goes, 'Be Yourself'. I don't even know how that's supposed to help anyone, let alone myself, for that matter.
The Current Plight
The counter reads 9. I guess they weren't meant to be (you know, I kinda hate using cliches; they just don't, you know, explain anything in deep detail; It's so ambiguous that it doesn't add anything to the conversation. Maybe it's created as a courteous manner to say : "Stop prying into my private affairs.". Of course, I'm not half as rude, not even on the inside :P)
ANYWAY, the point is that not how to lament over my previous 'failures', so to speak. For starters I wasn't very attractive, both character and academia-wise, in my secondary school days.
Intermission - The Secondary School Days
Recollecting upon those days only revealed that my behavior could be summed up with one word - Jerk.
Vulgarities were flying out of my potty mouth faster that streamers from party-poppers, to say the least.
It was bad; at the stage of life at which you strive to distinguish yourself from the others, and where your foothold in the social environment was everything; I, for one, did not make the best of impressions to my peers in the school. I guess I was frowned upon for being so crude and boisterous.
Intermission Terminated
Now that I've grown up (another freakin' cliche, but I'll explain to you guys, just to rid of the mysticism), I've grown out of those childish behavior and realized that there were many redundant and bad actions that were deemed not useful, and were thus removed as I ascended through the levels.
Yes, there is much to improve, I must say, but I can confidently proclaim that I was and am a much better person now than when compared to that younger, brasher and more crude me back then. (I know this sounds retarded, but...) Hooray to the current me!
The Choices/Options/Girls
Now, do not misunderstand. I am no Casanova nor Price Charming, nor do I speak or think of girls as a commodity (as the former has a tendency to), so do not violently accuse me of treating them as so; Just because I consider my options with a somewhat checklist-like procedure doesn't mean that I write off people; it's just that they aren't the right ones for me.
Also, forgive me for aggressively defending myself, as I just feel that I should protect myself from the presumptions people make before even knowing the real thing.
As it has always been in the past, there have been dry patches, and it's not surprising to know that I'm in one now. Holidays, no opportunities to meet new people (No, I don't believe in creating opportunities to meet new people; It's a bit, fake.), and thus limited communications with previous friends (doesn't mean that I wanna date all of my other female friends; I'm not desperate =.=).
Now, I find myself rolling back to one of the previous interests. I don't care about how people say that blogging is not a recommended form of penning down your troubles, especially when it comes to these touchy issues, but I say NO. Why should one be made to confide his/her problems into a private diary, only god knows when would someone else read it, only to realize the issues that he/she has been struggling with, and then, which is already too late, give him/her the sympathy and empathy that has been wayyyyy overdue? I say no to such pointless self-suffering and self-torture; Yep, you're held hostage by your own thoughts. (No, it doesn't mean that you have to pity me hahaha! :P)
Okay, I have to stop digressing! Anyway, the point is that this person doesn't want a relationship at this stage of life, which, again, brings me to the cliched saying that one will wait for his/her partner to the 'end of time'. I find that fairly ridiculous, but who am I to judge the power of love? :P
I may wait for her, I may not. Only time will tell.
Still, there are other options. School, CCA Clubs, Church, Outside Friends, it's all a wild ball of choices. I don't believe that anyone has such limited connectivity to the world, and that he/she has so few friends that he/she would end up without a girlfriend/boyfriend. Makes me wonder what those bachelor/-rettes did wrong in their youths. Overzealous academia-slogging? Over-self-indulgence at home? Spending too much time with a clique that suddenly fell apart right before entering into the working world? A "Pragmatic" approach to making friends, that eventually left one with no friends at the end of the day? Too many crises to even begin to comprehend.
To End This,
I would think that this world, with this very real and brutal social paradigms that we live and breathe today, with the same DNA traits as those living in the other, more easy-going cultures in other countries, that both girls and guys, would give a chance. Give a chance to the person that you just knew. You don't have to be so stuck-up before the person earns your trust; just take it easy. Somehow, I think people these days, they are trapped in their fortifications; the same fortifications that protect them from 'bad' people of the world, have blinded them from believing that there are, and there is, still good people around them. Not all men are jerks, and conversely, not all women cheat. I've seen my fair share of 'fortifications' and girls zealously avoiding me, but that's alright; I have done some wrong in the past. But that's not what matters now. All that matters is that I'm a better man now than I was even 2 years ago. I should be fairly eligible. Fairly.
As John Lennon sang in Imagine : "You may say I'm a dreamer; But I'm not the only one."
I might be naive, but I wish that the people here, in Singapore, be more open and be less cynical and hostile to their fellow citizens.
gibs.
Labels: Analysis, LoveStuff, Recollections, SeriousTalk
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