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Saturday, July 01, 2006
9:55 AM
Normally, I would blog about what irks me right now, what makes me smile, my greatest achievement, my most heart-crushing failure, etc. but for some strange reason, I would want to speak (well, blog really) about one of the feel-good moments of any individual's life, the "moment". Most things we do in our lives are according to plans. It may be your plan, a friend's plan, your parents' plan, your boss' plan or whatever. This moment is different. The moment is a spectacular array of spontaneous universal conspiracies designed to make time pass by so perfectly through your fingertips. The moment is when you feel the butterflies pleasantly wanting to break free from the loopholes of your viscera. Your moment is when you look into someone's eyes and there is everything you need to know. I have had my taste of the moment yet I let it pass me by. Why would I let go of something that seems so perfect? I actually have a very weird answer for it. The moment is as special as it is. If I let myself get into a relationship, the magic of that moment is gone. It will only be the stepping stone for other moments thus, it will lose its special "twang". Maybe my reason is true or maybe, just maybe, my moment is not with the person I was with. Maybe it was the less special kind. Maybe someone out there is bound to have a special moment with me. Maybe he's just around yet I am still too insensitive to feel his presence. Maybe he's the guy I have been pining on all year. Maybe we haven't met each other. Maybe I passed by him at the Baywalk during one of our races. Maybe I saw him at the mall when I was 5. Whatever it is, I am crossing my fingers for that moment with that person. <3
Sorry for ruining this entry but I just felt like posting this one. These are the things attributed to my perfect guy. It's not Valentine's Day but I have the license to be mushy. :) By the way, this one came from one of the unfinished entries on my Starbucks planner dated June 18, 2006.
"Starting today, I shall no longer bash or write angry entries on my planner. Instead, I'll focus on things that really matter. If I had a guy, I wish...
he could convince me to kiss him under the pouring rain just like the one I watched in the Nescafe commercial.
he could "feel" when I need attention and PDA and when I don't.
he would spoil me like a real princess.
he would proudly introduce me to his family.
he had a car.*
he gets along nicely with my friends.
I get along with his friends.
he let me into his world
he would give me love letters out of the blue.
he knows how to take care of me.
he gets me the way no one does.
he is a hot chinito guy with a body to die for and brains to match.*
he is sporty.
he comes from a well-off family.
he an be just as emo as I if the situation calls for it.
he is also a closet writer like me. Actually I want someone like me, only much nicer. :)
he doesn't have the heart to lie to me.
he respects my theology, my odd decisions and choices (as long as they're right) and my weird sense of fashion.
he wants me to be a part of his world, not be it. :)"
Note: Requirements marked with an asterisk are negotiable.
It's funny how people set criteria for choosing someone that's best for them when at the back of their minds, the one they want is always an exception.
Oh my gosh. I am a walking contradiction. This makes me a hypocrite. Hahaha! Tag please! :)
