...The Girl next Door...
I was very undecided regarding what I should write about today.
I somehow feel that the concert I mentioned in the last entry really needed a bit more substance...but I think it is important for me to get this particular subject down on paper (screen?) so that I can look at it and sorta rationalize it for myself.
Normally I am very comfortable in the company of the fairer sex (by comfortable I mean my mind remains alert and able to construct basic sentences (Hi..Im Silver, your name is? )... perform basic mathematic calculations (hmmm, 34...C!) and navigate basic obstacles successfully (such as walls and tables). These skills are Very important if one is to perform successfully the art of 'impressing'. Lacking these skills turns the 'impressing' into something akin to 'surviving'...which in general never gets you very popular with the ladies.
Now I normally can do all this...until she came along..
(...oh, for those that are wondering, she really doesn't live next door...)
I have never met anyone (and I have met my fair share of models, business woman and soccer-moms) that has managed to get me completely tongue tied..completely and absolutely at a (complete) loss for words. I HATE it!
She walks past me and my mind turns into a mass of static..its like the re-run of a Very Old WW2 epic... crrrrk...Mayda...crrrrk...shhhh....going down, need...sssshh...immediate eva...crrrrrrrrk...
And to top it all off Shes Taken (whhhyyyy *quiet sobs*)
So I thought to myself, this state of affairs is just Not on, I mean it just wont fly.
The quickest thing that turns me off a girl is if she has No personality whatsoever. When holding a meaningful conversation is impossible as it always breaks down into the amazing shoes she bought On Sale last Tuesday...or the awful things a friend of a friend said about the boyfriend of a friends sister...
I figured that I would speak to her, she would turn out being unbearably shallow, and the balance of the world would return to wonderful normality.
She is LOVELY! I mean shes intelligent, funny, So great to talk to....
and So unbearably beautiful....
So I am now stuck in this really strange state of mind...I know that this is gonna get me hurt...but I really don't want the feeling to stop...
And whats even more strange is that I know she isn't perfect, I can tell that she isn't the most beautiful...and she isn't necessarily the girl with the strongest character...but there is something about her...and I just can't get enough of it.
7 artist/s doodled...:
Oh, you with the "she's beautiful." Ye shallow bastard! (Said with loads of affection, of course!) And yes, you and I will have this debate until the end of time.
Anyway, that aside: I stand by what I said: I think you are only intrigued by her now because you THINK that you can't have her. The thrill of the chase and all that.
I hope thats the case :)
it means I wont be hurted...but I somehow doubt that...
Hey there...You tend to say these things whenever you meet a girl you like...I doubt this was the first time you were speechless...Or was the last time just a case of total blindedness cos u had something stuck in your eye?:)
:) Did I ever tell you how much i dislike anonymous comments?
The last time i felt that was when I met you. Considering how that ended I'm thinking I should run very far away from this lovely creature...
Oh well que cera cera.
anonymous is good...thats why they call me enigmatic beauty I s'pose. Anyhow, truth of the matter is, no girl is good enough for you hun...not even moi. You are exceptional...always remember that ok.;)
Aw sweety..what did I tell you about deserving the best? Hmm?
I do miss you, and I pray that you will find your happiness.
at a loss for words when she's around? doesn't seem like you at all! you do so well with words... she must really be exceptional! oh well... was she the one that your last blog was about? the one that decided what was best 'for the both of you'?
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