One of Many Gems

I never kept a journal in high school…not on my own at least. My childhood best friend and I kept a joint journal. It was neither hers nor mine, it was ours.

Anyway, I was searching through some of my things and found one of the journals! I'm now enlightened. I now know why I will never find my perfect man: I apparently have too many dammed (and might I add unrealistic) expectations (especially that 2nd to last one) for the poor bastard. Well, in one of our entries we decided to write about our ideal guy, and apparently my ideal man has to…
-- be TALLER than me…HAS TO (Yes, this is my first qualification. It apparently makes or breaks everything)
-- have light brown or darker hair
-- be just as smart as me, give or take a bit, because I don't want him to look like an idiot around me, but I don't want to look like an idiot either
-- see me as more than just one thing
-- be a sports player--I don't know why, but he has to
-- look good in uniform!
-- know how to cook
-- be flexible
-- learn how to wait till marriage (haha!)
-- respect me
-- have a good personality
-- be somewhat attractive
-- like some of the same music that I like
-- learn to speak Spanish
-- get along with my friends and family--IMPORTANT
-- have a promising future
-- if not Catholic, he has to let me baptize my children as such
-- be just as liberal as I am
-- always ask things of me in a polite manner, not just command me to do it
-- know how to have fun in a good way
-- not be a drunken bastard
-- can't be a smoker
-- can't be a druggie
-- not be a control freak
-- watch my chick-flicks with me (hahahh!)
-- be a Boston fan (WHEN WAS I EVER A BOSTON FAN???)
-- be a SPURS FAN! (YEAH! THIS IS MORE LIKE IT!)
-- hate the Lakers
-- be willing to change
-- ect. ect. ect…I'm sure I'm forgetting lots

So yeah…that's apparently my checklist. It makes me laugh. But, I mean, we all have to have standards, right?

That all said, my standards have shifted a bit. I don't care about a lot of the things I used to. 23-year-old me is a lot more open-minded than 15-year-old me was. I've lived and learned. So I just have to wait in see what destiny has in store for me.

There are so many little gems in the journals that I kept with my BFF, Jordan. Maybe I'll touch on some of them later!