word of advice
posted on January 2nd, 2006 (03:21 AM) in Chronicles of a Lost Girl in the MetroDon’t you ever get tired of guys hit on you by telling you how smart or “intellectually stimulating” (if he’s trying to use BIG words) you are? I’m bright enough to know I’m smart, tell me I’m gorgeous dammit! Being smart seems like a consolation prize at times. I usually tell nice guys whom I could like if-only-I-was-attracted-to-them how nice they are to be with yada-yada (I’m sure you know how it goes). But when I’m into someone, I tell people he’s hot. I mean, sure, someone you could talk in paragraphs with is nice, but you wouldn’t make out with him unless something akin to spontaneous combustion was there in the fist place. Of course I am not saying that you should make out with an airhead who just happens to be an eye-candy. You should be able to do something other than exchange bodily fluids (I’m not saying which). I guess I would like to think that a good head should be pre-requisite, everything else is icing on the cake, so to speak. And what’s a cake without any icing?
By the way, you know that saying “you can’t have your cake/pie/whatever, and eat it too”? It’s one of the most stupid sayings I’ve ever come across. What the hell are you supposed to do with your cake/pie/whatever if not eat it? Its main purpose of existence is to be eaten. If you don’t eat it, it prolly wouldn’t get to come as an ipis on it’s next life (an ipis ranks higher in the hierarchy of things on the basis that it’s actually alive). I mean, sure, we could live without another ipis. But would you rather be an inanimate object , delicious but inanimate, than a living organism who doesn’t seem to have any purpose for being except to harass everyone in sight (but at least less annoying than bums in squatters; less of a parasite too). Given the choice would you rather have a bum in the slums who does nothing but drink and make babies or an ipis? At least an ipis you could kill with your ever-handy tsinelas, the bum you can’t.
But I digress. Too much in fact.
Maybe the thing is when you’re hitting on someone, try to find out where her insecurities lie. Pretty girls who know their pretty needs to know their more than just a pretty face. Smart girls need to know that they can actually turn a couple of heads. Sure looks aren’t everything, but you don’t charm someone just to talk, do you?






