the perfect man

"there's just no one that gets me like you do, you are my only, my only one" - yellowcard (only one)

Rules of the Game:
1. The tagged victim must come up with 10 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention gender of target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment saying they've been tagged.
4. If tagged again, there's no need to post a 2nd time.

now i've had a similar list since young though by now i can't find that scrap of paper that i wrote it on. but i imagine that my list hasn't really changed much since...

this is my idea of the perfect man:


1. christian: ‘coz if we don’t even agree on God, what else is there to talk bout? and i’m gonna take it up a notch and say that i want someone who is of a higher spiritual level than i am but not in that holier than thou way but in way that makes me want to be a better person. and the guy should have the same values as i do bout other important things in life as well.

2. loves me: i need a guy who truly loves me as well as my family. ‘coz then he would be true blue. cheating is a big no-no for me. and even though i’m not insecure, i don’t like players either.

3. open-minded: i need an open-minded guy who doesn’t judge people by their appearances. ‘coz let’s face it… i have green hair! haha! and if we’re talking local guys here, a guy who isn’t entirely too traditional.

4. attractive: and i don’t think i’m being superficial. i have to at least find the guy attractive, even if no one else thinks so. beauty lies in the eye of the beholder.

5. kind: it’s easy to be nice to people you like therefore i think that people should be measured by the way they treat the person they like the least. i want a guy who’s kind to people, even when he doesn’t like ‘em. someone who will think of other people’s feelings and needs. a guy who is a gentleman.

6. smart: i like a guy whose brains i admire. an intelligent person who i can learn new things from. a guy who is using his smarts to get somewhere in life.

7. sense of humour: i’m wacky and goofy. and i need a guy who is witty and can make me laugh.

8. good communication skills: i talk a lot but i also don’t like to feel like i’m the only one talking. i like a guy who is open in his communication with me. and better still if he speaks it eloquently.

9. musical: i love music. and i’ve noticed that i tend to like guys who are musical, be it having a good voice or playing a musical instrument. but music just speaks to me. and if he can discuss current bands and pop music culture, that’s best.

10. has an edge: i suppose it’s that x-factor or whatever. but i like a guy who has that something bout him that just screams different. the kind where when he says or does a particular something can make me smile and think "that is just so him" and at the same time be amazed and amused all over again.

i hate tagging people so whoever wants to do this can do this.

casanova

"here's to goodbye, tomorrow's gonna come too soon." - eve6 (here's to the night)

players have never done anything for me. i decided long ago that that wasn't what i was looking for. not what i was willing to accept and deal with.

but recently i watched casanova.


and i have to admit that i swooned over the notorious seducer. nevermind that i've always found heath ledger kinda cute, complete with that sexy aussie accent. but casanova was smooth. casanova had a way with words and women. casanova was the flame (not the moth) who seeked a moment that lasts a lifetime. and even though the women probably knew that that fleeting moment wasn't forever, they were willing to be swept away just 'coz for that moment they felt loved and special and understood.

of 'coz it's just a movie and all even if it's supposed to be based on a partially true story. but i found myself wondering... if faced with suave casanova like those women, would i be willing to be swept away even if it was just for that fleeting moment in time?

oh to still be single

"look a little like a deer in the headlights, a little blind a little hypnotized" - sr-71 (politically correct)

when you're almost 26 and still single, you're a source of some really great concern among family and friends. and i've been reminded bout that a great deal the last few days.

it started with my mom telling me that she was thinking of ordering this oh-so-cute baby blanket and something bout wanting to learn handicraft for her future grandkids. er... yes, mom... i'm single. i don't even know who i'm gonna marry much less have kids with.

and then it was lunch with my colleagues where we always talk bout all kinds of weird things... including an interesting conversation which consisted of quizzing an almost 29 and single male colleague from across another table. poor fella. he must have felt put in a spot with all the lights on him... much like a deer in the headlights. but he was a real trooper... answering our perhaps 'intrusive' questions and giving funny answers. always good times. especially when he seemed to be partially traumatised by the whole experience haha!


but men just have it easier. they aren't considered old. they're considered mature. as for ladies, you're probably a lil past your shelf life by the time you hit 30. life's unfair like that.

happy valentine's day

"now i'm here to stay, love can be so boring" - vertical horizon [best i ever had (grey sky morning)]

for as long as i can remember, i've always worn black on vday. it's kinda like my own personal to heck with it to this single awareness day. yes, it's called that 'coz it's the day where singles are most aware of their singleness.

not that there is anything wrong with being single. there is a greater amount of freedom and possibilities that come with being uncoupled.

but while some singles long for a vday date, i don't. don't get me wrong, i'll welcome a boyfriend... if he was the right one... but i just don't do vday 'dates' with guys. i even go to the extent of declining when asked and suggesting another day instead. there's just too much pressure on this day. and i don't need any of that. besides everywhere is teeming with happy couples hand in hand, dining at places which are way overpriced. i wouldn't wanna pressure the guy like that when we don't even have any commitment.

instead what i've done on past vdays included gatherings of singles (both co-ed and sometimes just with my girls), trips to the library, working out in the gym or just staying at home doing my thing.

so what will i be doing this valentine's day? i'm not sure... if i'm lucky one of my guy friends will be cooking for a few of us single girls. if i'm not, then i guess home it is.

lamentations

"what's the deal with my brain, why am i so obviously insane" - weezer (perfect situation)

i can't take too much of this... this whole msn web not working thing messes with my mind. i always worry that the IT powers-that-be worked their magic and disallowed msn web. though it's strange how every other site seems fine. but if every other site seems fine except msn web, that's even more worrying... afterall that's my outlet to the outside world. that's where i have lil catch up sessions in between work. (yes yes i do actually work)

i find myself waiting for some kind of email informing us that the internet connection is down...

nothing so far...

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while i'm at it, let me ramble on some more...

i still find it hard to write or talk. i mean i still write and am all my usual effervescence but i get this feeling that i write and say a lot without ever really saying or disclosing anything.

i have no idea how i managed that. i keep to my own counsel so much that i don't think anyone ever really knows what's going on in my head.

i think i think too much all the while not thinking that much. i probably take the cake in being contradictory. but sometimes i'm so remarkably indifferent, detatched and unbothered that it almost hides my tendency to get hurt.

but of 'coz i can't actually talk or write any of this out.

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a good friend of mine just called to let me know that things just ended with a prospective boyfriend. it was a combination of a few things but ultimately it didn't work out. and my friend is lamenting once again bout how she thinks she's cursed in love.

tell me again why us perfectly capable and independent women find ourselves discussing heavily bout failed relationships and failed almost relationships.

and who on earth ever said that dating was fun? it's sheer torture.

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finally msn web is up and running again... whew!

pitter-patter of (not so) little feet

"i swear i've been here before, i've walked up and down this lonely corridor" - for felix (been there done that)

it was such that recently another one of those situations presented itself in the washroom. you know the kind of situation where you accidentally run into a colleague you get along pretty well with in the washroom.

this time when it happened, my colleague mentioned that she had guessed it was me even though she was in the cubicle when i entered. in fact i myself have had some pretty spot on guesses of my own with various colleagues. not that i spend countless of times in the cubicle listening to everyone's footsteps and trying to guess who it is.

so the conclusion is that there is a distinctive sound that everyone's footsteps make. it's an accumulation of the sound of familiar heels (or non heels), the shuffle in a walk, the swishing of pants or skirts and the general rhythm of walking.

it's something that goes by easily unnoticed, but if you pay attention, you could probably guess a few more distinctive footsteps. and what better place than the washroom where you're relaxing in the cubicle... afterall isn't the acoustics in the washroom supposed to be better?

not that i spend countless of times in the cubicle listening to everyone's footstepts and trying to guess who it is.

this brings a whole new meaning to my favorite phase "walk to your own drumbeat".

after a long weekend

"but i'm not crazy, i'm just a little unwell" - matchbox twenty (unwell)


the worst thing after a long 4.5 day weekend is coming back to work. hardly anyone is in the office. most sane people took leave. i can't be bothered to be on leave. besides everyone knows i'm not particularly sane. in any case, i should be on leave... or more appropriately i should be on medical leave.

i've been sicky poo since saturday. and i didn't even eat any chinese new year goodies at all. yes i'm one of those crazy ones who actually have a fair amount of self discipline when it comes to not eating stuff that's bad for me when i'm sick. a fair amount. i admit that i broke the rules a few times.

so while i'll like to tell everyone tales of chinese new year festivities and food and visitations and all that during the long 4.5 day weekend, i can't. i can only tell tales of lazing around and sleeping at home. which honestly isn't all that exciting.

it wasn't the best way to spend such a long 4.5 day weekend. i mean when would i ever see the daylights of such a priviledge again? the next public holiday is good friday in april. that's a whopping 51 days more to go! i've just been so spoiled with all those public holidays in the last month.

it's oh so quiet here... the silence speckled with sounds of coughing and sneezing... not just mine but my colleagues as well. yes, we're all falling like dead flies. i think we have too many flies in this lil remote part of the island that my office is situated in.

and i shall leave you on that happy note...

*cough cough*