Sigh....
In lu of the man's inability to comprehend the woman's attraction to celebrity men, who by no miracle of God will they ever get the chance to meet and even mingle with, this entry is dedicated to OUR REAL MEN> Ray, Pedro, and Manny. Instead of getting jealous over some ridiculous matter as the one presented above, you should instead be watching the novela Rebelde, which I am SURE was written by a girl, and take notes on all the charming things that the male characters perform for the females.
As a result, I decided that I would write about the nice things that Ray, THE REAL MIGUEL IN MY LIFE, does for me. Perhaps this is something you women should do as well. Anywho, I think I may have stretched it when I claimed that Miguel was the perfect man. There is no such things as a "perfect" man, or woman, and if there was, then I highly doubt they'd be considered "perfect". No, scratch what I said just now...In my personal opinion there IS perfection, but it isn't characterized the way that the rest of humanity would consider it to be. To me perfection is having flaws, yet recognizing, and even willing to change or work with those flaws. I think we are all perfect in our own way because if we weren't we'd be robots...not even because even robots malfunction sometimes. So, as I was saying, Ray is the perfect man, always telling me "I love you" and "You're so beautiful," which I STRESS is something that Miguel Arango does not do on a regular basis. Whether he's rich or poor on that long weekend, he is willing to invite me to the movies or where ever. But thats just the materialistic stuff. On a more deeper level, he has been very patient with me these last 3 years, never rushing me into anything and accepting the restriction placed on us by my parents. He always wants me to be happy, and for that I love him with all my heart.
Until next time, Ciao!
As a result, I decided that I would write about the nice things that Ray, THE REAL MIGUEL IN MY LIFE, does for me. Perhaps this is something you women should do as well. Anywho, I think I may have stretched it when I claimed that Miguel was the perfect man. There is no such things as a "perfect" man, or woman, and if there was, then I highly doubt they'd be considered "perfect". No, scratch what I said just now...In my personal opinion there IS perfection, but it isn't characterized the way that the rest of humanity would consider it to be. To me perfection is having flaws, yet recognizing, and even willing to change or work with those flaws. I think we are all perfect in our own way because if we weren't we'd be robots...not even because even robots malfunction sometimes. So, as I was saying, Ray is the perfect man, always telling me "I love you" and "You're so beautiful," which I STRESS is something that Miguel Arango does not do on a regular basis. Whether he's rich or poor on that long weekend, he is willing to invite me to the movies or where ever. But thats just the materialistic stuff. On a more deeper level, he has been very patient with me these last 3 years, never rushing me into anything and accepting the restriction placed on us by my parents. He always wants me to be happy, and for that I love him with all my heart.
Until next time, Ciao!