me
in further spirit of disclosure, this is more of me:
i am shy. i don't usually go to parties. if i do, i'm the one you will find sitting at the corner of the living room, pretending to examine the fake plant.
i wear my wristwatch on my right hand, coz everybody else wears them on the left - i am uncorforming like that. also, because i find it stupid that there's supposedly an unspoken rule about how to wear wristwatches.
i tend to bite my lower lip, a habit i picked up from my grandfather. i purse my lips when i feel unsettled. i absent-mindly run a finger across my eyebrow when i'm upset. when i rub my eyes, then i'm reaaaally upset.
i say "um..." a lot. i talk slooowly, to the exasperation of people. i am five sentences ahead in my brain before i dare say anything out loud. i happen to believe that if you can't think of nice things to say then you should really just shut up, or else you'll end up hurting somebody's feelings (usually, mine).
i am perpetually living in yesteryears. i could close my eyes and find myself in places long departed, moments forever gone, reliving former scenes and conversations, thinking and regretting of what should've, and what should've not.
i don't date. (i think, - i think! - i need to have a girlfriend to go dating and lemme look, mm-hmm, yes that's right, i don't have one.) i don't go bar-hopping. i don't do the club-scene. i spend my days doing quiet things, savoring my alone moments. i read, i write, i compose songs in my head, i day-dream of poetry and rhymes and stanzas. last time i check, girls still hate poetry and, well, me, so i'm a fairly hopeless case.
on the scale of 1-to-10 in terms of attractiveness, i rate myself a negative fifty. i am so ugly, i actually owe some points. in the ranks of men, you'd have to scrape the bottom of the barrel to find me.
i am sooo unlucky in love, at unbearably unimaginable frequency.
yup, this is me.
i am shy. i don't usually go to parties. if i do, i'm the one you will find sitting at the corner of the living room, pretending to examine the fake plant.
i wear my wristwatch on my right hand, coz everybody else wears them on the left - i am uncorforming like that. also, because i find it stupid that there's supposedly an unspoken rule about how to wear wristwatches.
i tend to bite my lower lip, a habit i picked up from my grandfather. i purse my lips when i feel unsettled. i absent-mindly run a finger across my eyebrow when i'm upset. when i rub my eyes, then i'm reaaaally upset.
i say "um..." a lot. i talk slooowly, to the exasperation of people. i am five sentences ahead in my brain before i dare say anything out loud. i happen to believe that if you can't think of nice things to say then you should really just shut up, or else you'll end up hurting somebody's feelings (usually, mine).
i am perpetually living in yesteryears. i could close my eyes and find myself in places long departed, moments forever gone, reliving former scenes and conversations, thinking and regretting of what should've, and what should've not.
i don't date. (i think, - i think! - i need to have a girlfriend to go dating and lemme look, mm-hmm, yes that's right, i don't have one.) i don't go bar-hopping. i don't do the club-scene. i spend my days doing quiet things, savoring my alone moments. i read, i write, i compose songs in my head, i day-dream of poetry and rhymes and stanzas. last time i check, girls still hate poetry and, well, me, so i'm a fairly hopeless case.
on the scale of 1-to-10 in terms of attractiveness, i rate myself a negative fifty. i am so ugly, i actually owe some points. in the ranks of men, you'd have to scrape the bottom of the barrel to find me.
i am sooo unlucky in love, at unbearably unimaginable frequency.
yup, this is me.
1 Comments:
Are you unlucky with girl or are you choosy ! There are a lot of independent factors that make up the dependent factor ; just like the equation :
y = ax1 + bx2 + cx3 + dx4 + ex5 + ...... + n xn.
say y = marriage = dependent factor
and x1, ... , xn = independent factors.
and a,b,c,....,n are coeffecient ..once the coefficient is decided to be zero then the factor is not valid for consideration .
Say now X ( the independent factors ) is made such that :
x1 = attractiveness.
x2 = acceptance/choosiness
x3 = perhaps , family introduction.
x4 = situation
x5 = good heart instead of good look .
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xn = etc..etc.
Well , to say that y = marriage could be done through re-arranging all the factors x1 , x2, ...., xn such that the mathematical result will give y = marriage = positive then you get one !.
Example on how i mean by re arranging the factors , say that x4 = situation .. rearranging mean try to change the situation la ...instead of waiting to say hi to that girl behind the glass, then change it by asking for a chat and drink at coffee bean .... or perhaps change it by coming home to Malaysia , where there are abundance of them you know girls...; anyway that's the idea ..
So that's the stratagem ... perhaps it could benifit you !
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