Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Perspective

I tend to think that I have a good memory but there are times that I forget that I'm not good looking.  I'll walk around thinking I am and then sadly I'll see a picture of myself and remember that I'm not.  It's weird how easily I forget that fact, but I forget it quite often.  That's probably something that I'll write about some other time.

Today, I want to talk about pretty people and how I have no idea what it's like to be them.  When I see a cute girl and give her a double take and she catches me, I'm sure she's thinking, "Yup, this guy thinks I'm cute"... and that must happen to them all day long.  I don't know what that feels like and I don't know how that would affect my view of the world. Would I think the same thing about the world if I was a pretty, white girl?  I dunno.  Would all my views on love, dating and relationships be totally different?  I suspect they would be.  Perspective is everything almost all the time.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Awareness

I was told by someone recently that a person is either self-aware or not.  I might agree with that now after further thought.  I've always been aware of my surroundings and have not understood how other people can be so oblivious.  I read a book once that pivoted on the ability of the male to sense the presence of the female.

I think I have that additional sense.  Whenever I'm interested in a girl, I always know if I'm in the same room as her no matter how big the room is.  I don't know if that's a symptom of me being very self-aware or if it's because when I like someone, I really like someone and am always looking for them.  Being aware of your surroundings can easily be interpreted as caring but I don't really see it that way.  If I see someone struggling to open a door because their hands are full, I don't help them because I care.  I help them because I see that they need help.  Would this characteristic translate well to a relationship?  I dunno.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Borrowed Beauty

When you read the title"borrowed beauty", it would be fair to assume I was talking about make up.... and that I might have some rant about how girls lie to guys about who they are by applying tonnes and tonnes of make up.  But I never said anything of the sort and you're putting words in my mouth.

Beauty is such a strange concept.  I've written a lot about it in my other blog.  I think as people, we learn to strive for beauty and have a fairly common definition of beauty from person to person.  I think people would agree with me that brides look more beautiful on their wedding day than they normally do.  Why is that?  I want to propose that the "extra" beauty they possess on that day is "borrowed".  Maybe the beauty is borrowed from the groom because he doesn't need his for the day because no one cares about him.  Or maybe we borrow the eyes of the groom and see her through his eyes.

My thoughts on this haven't been fully developed yet but I wanted to write something today because I failed to write something yesterday.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Love at First Impression

Today, I saw a girl on the bus that I was definitely not attracted to.  After she sat down and I learned more about her, I wondered what I would have done if I was attracted to her.  She proceeded to take up two seats on a crowded bus.  She then started doing her makeup and decided to leave some of her trash behind.

Love at first sight is something that is fun to share at weddings or for telling stories to your grandchildren.... and even though I believe in love at first sight, I'm glad it doesn't happen all the time.  Otherwise, we'd feel so foolish.  As I get older and more cranky, my list of deal breakers continues to increase.  This long list of stupid things takes some time to go through and thus makes love at first sight for me nearly impossible or temporary at best.  I loved her til I saw that she was a smoker... or I loved her until I found out that she has a crush on the Situation.  Life is rough.  (not a true story)

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Wedding Highlight

Typical weddings have a few elements in common and different people look forward to different parts.  Some people love when the bride enters the sanctuary and everyone gets to see her for the first time.  Those who try to be different and cool say that their favourite part is looking at the groom as the bride enters, but I think that's lame.  I have a friend who looks forward to the kiss that occurs once the pastor pronounces them husband and wife.  But me?  My favourite part is the first dance.

I was at a wedding a couple weeks ago and the bride and groom had choreographed a hiphop dance routine.  This sort of choreographed dance is becoming more and more common.  I am not a fan of this new trend.  I love seeing the bride and groom dance to some sappy slow song; the bride with her hands on the groom's shoulders and the groom with his hands on the bride's waist.  Now why is this my favourite part of a wedding?  I like seeing the bride and groom dance like they're at a junior high sock hop.  It's usually one of the first moments that they can just talk to each other and look at each other.  Watching the first dance is like sharing an intimate moment with the wedding couple.

I'm not sure why I wanted to write this today but I guess it's a good start for this thing... and something a little more sunny before the crankiness sets in.