Wednesday, February 16, 2005
Our character is our destiny
I don’t know how all of this alchemy came to dawn on me. It didn’t just materialize in front of me one day. Now I can say that no girl is going to play with me anymore than I allow her to, and measure myself under the lion’s hunting probabilities. It dictates that for every five attempts, he succeeds once. I didn’t have a problem meeting new people and being stuck in a relationship all at once. Having at our disposition an arsenal of culture, signs and scars of strength, health, looks, dimensions (I am six feet tall). I dressed nicer nowadays, and I will continue to implement my clothes with a taste within my financial capabilities. Now I can play around with a definitive set of characteristics, accentuating perhaps on a calm vitality, unimpressed, with certain degree of seriousness and arrogance. Stand tall, and being noticed doesn’t bother me. To think that I used to listen to alternative rock, abstract and narcissistic with a well-documented history of failure in the love department; nowadays, I still sit in front of the computer and listen to a whole variety of songs from diverse musical genders. I put in the mix rap, reggeaton, and dark guitar ballads. But even my taste in music has shifted.
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