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*grins* Honest questions get honest answers:
1) I didn't. I'm in Management, but I had to take an accounting course last semester that I loathed like I loathe brussels sprouts: I know they're good for me, but I can only suffer through them for so long. Accounting bores me to tears.
Oops... Maybe I just assumed that since you were taking an accounting course that meant that you were in accounting? Sorry. :/ Management at least sounds interesting.
1) I"ve had my share of hopeless romances. I know you have too - pick one. How did you handle it? What mistakes did you make?
How did I handle it? Well, it gets a little easier to "handle" each time a hopeful romance turns hopeless. That doesn't make it -hurt- any less.
What mistakes did I make? I wasn't honest enough with myself about this person's limitations. They were not looking emotionally for the same things that I was; they were not to ready for commitment; they seemed to favor their own needs over my own. That last one was really hard for me to swallow for a long time. You can't cure some people of their selfishness.
When realization finally struck that while I was very much in love with this person but we were mutually destined to make one another unhappy in the end, I handled it relatively smoothly up unto a certain point.
Unfortunately, things degenerated (as they are wont to do between old lovers who are hurting themselves and want the other person to hurt as much as they are hurting, too), and became irreparable for at least 18 months. I not only lost my lover, I lost my best friend, too (and a great big circle of friends who got caught in the cross-fire but didn't want to choose between us). I hate it when that happens. I see that disintgration as at least half my fault -- and I wouldn't let it happen again. Rather than taking the moral "high" road and keeping my mouth shut about -exactly- what had transpired between us, if I had it to do over again, I would open up to people more. I wouldn't badmouth someone, but I surely wouldn't feel obligated to keep things "state" secrets either. Screw that noise.
As far as the biggest mistake I made? The biggest mistake was ignoring the advice of my friends, the gentle warnings about this person's ultimate nature, and thinking that I could change him. I couldn't. If I had truly loved him enough, I probably wouldn't have wanted him to change. I loved him more for the potential I saw in him and the things that could have been, rather than seeing him for what he really was.
The second biggest mistake I made was carrying that baggage/bullshit over into my next successful relationship (Sorry, Yaz. Don't know why you put up with me, somedays, darlin', but I'm thankful you do. I love you.)
End of sob story.
2) I know that we all grow up, and in doing so we set aside 'childish' things and take on responsibility - and our interests move to things that are a bit more sedate. Have you noticed this happening in your own life? Does it bother you, or do you welcome it?
Yes, it has happened in my own life. I resent it like hell. I want to color again, damnit! And swing aimlessly under a clear blue sky, for hours on end, chase butterflies and blow bubbles into the wind. And NOT feel guilty later about all the other things I should have been doing rather than lolling.
3) When you finally trap your beau into marriage and donning the ball-and-chain, do I get to come, and can I heckle you from the audience?
As long as it doesn't bother Yaz any, you're welcome to come to the wedding, and you better not heckle too much or I'll sic my sis-in-law-to-be on you. :) She's a hellacious looker, and she'd make mincemeat of you.... which, on second thought, might be an excellent idea, so SURE! Heckle away. ;)
4) Tell me why you are beautiful.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I maintain that beautiful is really more of a state of mind than a physical appearance. Knowing that you can walk in a room, and at least one person present (and I'm not going to be so narrow minded as to say male or female) is looking at you, and thinking "Yum" is definitely an ego-booster. I didn't know I had that ability for a very long time. 9/10 times, I will still be oblivious to it. However, on that 10th time, someone will catch my eye and give me The Look, and I KNOW they think I'm beautiful. It still astonishes me.
As for what traits, or qualities, make me beautiful... Oi, ask the hard questions, why don't you! :)
I think it could be broken down into two aspects: What you can see (physical) and what you can't (emotional/personalty).
Physically, I have (buried somewhere under the excess weight) a great figure. While the figure could use some reduction, the -shape- is still okay, largely. Longish legs, nice, wide, "child-bearing" hips, itsybitsy waist, "she's got huge tracts of land, man!" breasts. The figure largely just needs some pruning and toning. I have relatively straight and (thanks to Crest Whitening Strips, which I highly recommend) white teeth, which make for a nice, bright, smile. I have naturally reddish lips, and expressive eyes, which change color and depth, depending on the lighting and my mood.
On the reverse side, I have a wickedly sharp tongue, which tends to amuse a fair number of people who share my very dry wit. I am very empathetic. I am regaining curiosity about the world. I possess a lively imagination that allows me to still believe in fairies, dragons, and things that lurk under the bed and want to snatch at my ankles after dark. I like to fix things, make things prettier, nicer, and better. I'm pretty strong, emotionally speaking. I am the anchor and safe harbor around which other people like to be. I am more intelligent than your average bear, but will not talk down to people, by and large. I'm honest to a fault (even when it would be in my better interests to be less honest).
And despite all that bragging on myself, I'm really very modest! Honest!
1) I didn't. I'm in Management, but I had to take an accounting course last semester that I loathed like I loathe brussels sprouts: I know they're good for me, but I can only suffer through them for so long. Accounting bores me to tears.
Oops... Maybe I just assumed that since you were taking an accounting course that meant that you were in accounting? Sorry. :/ Management at least sounds interesting.
1) I"ve had my share of hopeless romances. I know you have too - pick one. How did you handle it? What mistakes did you make?
How did I handle it? Well, it gets a little easier to "handle" each time a hopeful romance turns hopeless. That doesn't make it -hurt- any less.
What mistakes did I make? I wasn't honest enough with myself about this person's limitations. They were not looking emotionally for the same things that I was; they were not to ready for commitment; they seemed to favor their own needs over my own. That last one was really hard for me to swallow for a long time. You can't cure some people of their selfishness.
When realization finally struck that while I was very much in love with this person but we were mutually destined to make one another unhappy in the end, I handled it relatively smoothly up unto a certain point.
Unfortunately, things degenerated (as they are wont to do between old lovers who are hurting themselves and want the other person to hurt as much as they are hurting, too), and became irreparable for at least 18 months. I not only lost my lover, I lost my best friend, too (and a great big circle of friends who got caught in the cross-fire but didn't want to choose between us). I hate it when that happens. I see that disintgration as at least half my fault -- and I wouldn't let it happen again. Rather than taking the moral "high" road and keeping my mouth shut about -exactly- what had transpired between us, if I had it to do over again, I would open up to people more. I wouldn't badmouth someone, but I surely wouldn't feel obligated to keep things "state" secrets either. Screw that noise.
As far as the biggest mistake I made? The biggest mistake was ignoring the advice of my friends, the gentle warnings about this person's ultimate nature, and thinking that I could change him. I couldn't. If I had truly loved him enough, I probably wouldn't have wanted him to change. I loved him more for the potential I saw in him and the things that could have been, rather than seeing him for what he really was.
The second biggest mistake I made was carrying that baggage/bullshit over into my next successful relationship (Sorry, Yaz. Don't know why you put up with me, somedays, darlin', but I'm thankful you do. I love you.)
End of sob story.
2) I know that we all grow up, and in doing so we set aside 'childish' things and take on responsibility - and our interests move to things that are a bit more sedate. Have you noticed this happening in your own life? Does it bother you, or do you welcome it?
Yes, it has happened in my own life. I resent it like hell. I want to color again, damnit! And swing aimlessly under a clear blue sky, for hours on end, chase butterflies and blow bubbles into the wind. And NOT feel guilty later about all the other things I should have been doing rather than lolling.
3) When you finally trap your beau into marriage and donning the ball-and-chain, do I get to come, and can I heckle you from the audience?
As long as it doesn't bother Yaz any, you're welcome to come to the wedding, and you better not heckle too much or I'll sic my sis-in-law-to-be on you. :) She's a hellacious looker, and she'd make mincemeat of you.... which, on second thought, might be an excellent idea, so SURE! Heckle away. ;)
4) Tell me why you are beautiful.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I maintain that beautiful is really more of a state of mind than a physical appearance. Knowing that you can walk in a room, and at least one person present (and I'm not going to be so narrow minded as to say male or female) is looking at you, and thinking "Yum" is definitely an ego-booster. I didn't know I had that ability for a very long time. 9/10 times, I will still be oblivious to it. However, on that 10th time, someone will catch my eye and give me The Look, and I KNOW they think I'm beautiful. It still astonishes me.
As for what traits, or qualities, make me beautiful... Oi, ask the hard questions, why don't you! :)
I think it could be broken down into two aspects: What you can see (physical) and what you can't (emotional/personalty).
Physically, I have (buried somewhere under the excess weight) a great figure. While the figure could use some reduction, the -shape- is still okay, largely. Longish legs, nice, wide, "child-bearing" hips, itsybitsy waist, "she's got huge tracts of land, man!" breasts. The figure largely just needs some pruning and toning. I have relatively straight and (thanks to Crest Whitening Strips, which I highly recommend) white teeth, which make for a nice, bright, smile. I have naturally reddish lips, and expressive eyes, which change color and depth, depending on the lighting and my mood.
On the reverse side, I have a wickedly sharp tongue, which tends to amuse a fair number of people who share my very dry wit. I am very empathetic. I am regaining curiosity about the world. I possess a lively imagination that allows me to still believe in fairies, dragons, and things that lurk under the bed and want to snatch at my ankles after dark. I like to fix things, make things prettier, nicer, and better. I'm pretty strong, emotionally speaking. I am the anchor and safe harbor around which other people like to be. I am more intelligent than your average bear, but will not talk down to people, by and large. I'm honest to a fault (even when it would be in my better interests to be less honest).
And despite all that bragging on myself, I'm really very modest! Honest!