I got the idea of this blog-post from my friend Helga. I am also doing this because I saw ![[info]]()
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thisistheplan do it.
I have dated future stalkers, assholes, and a lot of heartbreakers. I think 2007 is my worst year for dating as I had dated several misses that year. Perhaps owing to that bad year in dating, I had gotten smarter and more discerning. Looking at my past relationship choices make me wonder whether my standards were really that low.
However, bad dating choices are one of the things I would like to poke fun at. Mostly those mistakes I had done for myself. Here are a few dealbreakers, some of which I wish I had had long before.
1) Does not have a job, blue-collar workers, or has no plans of getting one. This is an explanation in itself. I once dated a guy who had no job for a year or so during our entire relationship. We had been together for almost a year and a half, and he has a job for only four months. What was I thinking, right?
2) Eats off of my plate before I do. It is my food, it is my plate, how about letting me get the first bite? I get ticked if someone, anyone, eats off my food before I do. I remember sitting in a diner and going all weird on my date because he almost ate my food before I did. Even if I think I like you and position you in my top three crushes, eating off my plate first is a declaration of war. Kahit si John Lloyd ka pa, pag inunahan mo ako sa pagkain ko, I don't like you anymore.
3) Patronizes. I do not like being taken home. If I tell you where I live exactly it means you have broken one of my barriers already, more so if I let you come 300 meters from our house. I do not like the idea of surprise house visits. Once I dated this guy who suddenly turned up outside our subdivision, with a bouquet of flowers only because he wanted to apologize.
This also includes having to wait for me get into my ride and wait for my ride to leave. I like my alone time, however minimal.
4) Can not get along with my twin sister. My sister, I believe, is a better judge of people than I am. If she thinks you are an okay person, and you could get along, it is very likely for me to develop a bigger crush on you than the next guy who can not.
5) Unwilling to walk. I like walking, very much. If you refuse to walk with me from point A to point B and is a big priss, who would much rather take the cab, I do not see how we could get along. Besides long walks mean good conversation.
6) Plays a lot of R & B. Especially those who think that hot girls are those who could "move their bodies like a cyclone, and it makes you want to do her all night long." I attach a certain stigma to boys whose playlists only include Hip-hop and R&B, I think of them as immature and too horny. ek, bye.
7) Can not sustain an argument for seven minutes. Yes, point! This is a reference to the fact that I like college debates. I like smart boys, thank you. Especially those who, given a certain point of discussion could tell me the merits and demerits of an idea and discuss it intellectually. This does not mean that I would like for you to be arguing with me all the time, but any intellectual discussion on politics, pop culture, economics and the world in general makes me swoon and adore people more.
8) Stupid romantics. No declarations of love should be made unless you have met my sisters, my dogs, at least two of my friends; had tasted how I cook sinigang, and know the color of my toothbrush. Immature declarations of extreme affection are scary. I have been through a lot of shit in my life and hopeless romantics are idealists who think that love keeps people alive are crazy.
9) Is an Aquarius. If you are born somewhere between January 20 to February 19 , do not even bother.
10) Does not have a blog. This also includes boys whose blogs are abysmally peppered with bad prose, bad grammar and over-ridden with cliches. This is also a good gauge of whether we might have something in common. I like boys who keep a blog, only because it makes them seem more real to me. For all I know, psycho ka. If you do not have internet presence, I would like for you to justify why you withdraw from the world and refuse to be connected.
My longest relationship with anyone outside my family is the one I have with my blog, anyone who can not see the value and merit of keeping a blog leaves much to be desired.
♥
I think I can do a calculation based on this. Maybe next time.
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sugarcages and thisistheplan do it. I have dated future stalkers, assholes, and a lot of heartbreakers. I think 2007 is my worst year for dating as I had dated several misses that year. Perhaps owing to that bad year in dating, I had gotten smarter and more discerning. Looking at my past relationship choices make me wonder whether my standards were really that low.
However, bad dating choices are one of the things I would like to poke fun at. Mostly those mistakes I had done for myself. Here are a few dealbreakers, some of which I wish I had had long before.
1) Does not have a job, blue-collar workers, or has no plans of getting one. This is an explanation in itself. I once dated a guy who had no job for a year or so during our entire relationship. We had been together for almost a year and a half, and he has a job for only four months. What was I thinking, right?
2) Eats off of my plate before I do. It is my food, it is my plate, how about letting me get the first bite? I get ticked if someone, anyone, eats off my food before I do. I remember sitting in a diner and going all weird on my date because he almost ate my food before I did. Even if I think I like you and position you in my top three crushes, eating off my plate first is a declaration of war. Kahit si John Lloyd ka pa, pag inunahan mo ako sa pagkain ko, I don't like you anymore.
3) Patronizes. I do not like being taken home. If I tell you where I live exactly it means you have broken one of my barriers already, more so if I let you come 300 meters from our house. I do not like the idea of surprise house visits. Once I dated this guy who suddenly turned up outside our subdivision, with a bouquet of flowers only because he wanted to apologize.
This also includes having to wait for me get into my ride and wait for my ride to leave. I like my alone time, however minimal.
4) Can not get along with my twin sister. My sister, I believe, is a better judge of people than I am. If she thinks you are an okay person, and you could get along, it is very likely for me to develop a bigger crush on you than the next guy who can not.
5) Unwilling to walk. I like walking, very much. If you refuse to walk with me from point A to point B and is a big priss, who would much rather take the cab, I do not see how we could get along. Besides long walks mean good conversation.
6) Plays a lot of R & B. Especially those who think that hot girls are those who could "move their bodies like a cyclone, and it makes you want to do her all night long." I attach a certain stigma to boys whose playlists only include Hip-hop and R&B, I think of them as immature and too horny. ek, bye.
7) Can not sustain an argument for seven minutes. Yes, point! This is a reference to the fact that I like college debates. I like smart boys, thank you. Especially those who, given a certain point of discussion could tell me the merits and demerits of an idea and discuss it intellectually. This does not mean that I would like for you to be arguing with me all the time, but any intellectual discussion on politics, pop culture, economics and the world in general makes me swoon and adore people more.
8) Stupid romantics. No declarations of love should be made unless you have met my sisters, my dogs, at least two of my friends; had tasted how I cook sinigang, and know the color of my toothbrush. Immature declarations of extreme affection are scary. I have been through a lot of shit in my life and hopeless romantics are idealists who think that love keeps people alive are crazy.
9) Is an Aquarius. If you are born somewhere between January 20 to February 19 , do not even bother.
10) Does not have a blog. This also includes boys whose blogs are abysmally peppered with bad prose, bad grammar and over-ridden with cliches. This is also a good gauge of whether we might have something in common. I like boys who keep a blog, only because it makes them seem more real to me. For all I know, psycho ka. If you do not have internet presence, I would like for you to justify why you withdraw from the world and refuse to be connected.
My longest relationship with anyone outside my family is the one I have with my blog, anyone who can not see the value and merit of keeping a blog leaves much to be desired.
♥
I think I can do a calculation based on this. Maybe next time.