Brutality of the Goddess

just a few days ago, my friends dubbed me as the most abnormal, most problematic person on campus.  a perfectionist, according to some, and someone who should pre-enlist to the convent of our lady of carmelites out of sheer hopelessness of finding that right person.

i don’t blame them.  it must have been the way i was brought up or it could have been becuase of the kind of atmosphere i live in.  i don’t loathe love and all that jazz.  in fact, i could watch romantic flicks all day and i still prefer reading books with some romantic element, though not too much.  yet the thought of those things (e.g. relationships, break-ups, mushy stuff) happen to me is absolutely out of the question.

my friend asked my what kind of guy i liked.  well, here it goes:

1. thou must look good.  after all, it’s always the physical aspect that people notice first and not the personality, mind you.  for people to say that ‘what attracted me to you FIRST was your personality’ is pure baloney, according to tito jojo.  i like guys who look good.  no chinitos, please, unless they plan to look like my cousins. i prefer mestizos though morenos are acceptable enough.

2. thou must not be ancient.  look, i don’t go for guys who are way older than me.  i’m not looking for a father figure and my dad’s still alive, mind you.  i prefer guys who are either my age or at most, three years older.  never anyone beyond, or younger than that.  i don’t like to look like someone’s older sister, anyway.

3. thou must know how to make me laugh.  i like guys who can crack a decent joke and who can find humor in almost anything.  i don’t like guys who brood or mope over things.  neither do i like guys who are over sensitive.  humor is always the key.  just don’t overdo it, though.

4. thou must be intelligent.  honestly, i don’t like guys who are doing a terrible job in their studies.  failing any subject be it a major, minor, or a non-credit one is a huge turn-off.  i like guys who exert an effort to make it to the honor roll or the dean’s list because aside from looking good, one must have a good amount of gray matter inside that skull.

5. thou must be versatile.  if you can make it to the dean’s list, heck, i don’t see any reason why you cannot juggle a few extra-co’s in the process.  guys who are both good at academics and extracurricular are uber-cool.

6. thou must be above the poverty line.  okay, so skip that ‘for richer or for poorer’ crap.  hey, times like these call for practicality.  i can lend you money once or twice but no more than that.  guys who make their girls cash cows are definitely out of the list.

7. thou must be loyal.  i still believe in the rule of one.  that means one girl at a time.  the ‘collect and select’ kind of guys deserve to burn in hell. enough said.

8. thou must not be clingy.  i hate guys who follow me around like a sick little puppy.  i need time to myself and so do you.  not every time can be spent just staring into a one face and talking to one person.  i need time to introspect, and basically, the lesser i see you, the better.

9. thou must not demand too much time.  the guy is not my only obligation.  my schedule is cramped from sunday to saturday, i need to study at least two hours on weekdays and four hours on weekends, i need to fulfill my writing obligations, and i need to catch a few winks.  for both of us, studies and responsibilities must come first.

10. thou must not rob me of my freedom.  i abhor guys who tell me what i could and what i could not do, what i could and could not wear, who i could and could not hang-out with.  i’m not your robot, i’m not your slave, i do not take orders from anyone but my superiors and you are definitely not my superior nor am i your underling.  i need some space and i have a brain so i can make decisions for myself, thank you.

basically, i’m not looking for a perfect guy.  i’m fine with guys who make mistakes (though not too many catastrophic ones).  i’m just looking for someone who’s all in one.  someone i won’t be ashamed of being with or talking about.  someone who’s all that.  no wonder i’m an honorary member of NBSB.

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