Monday, September 7, 2009

your own definition of perfection

Everyone has their dream man/woman. The capabilities, physical attributes, and so forth.
Well, it's almost midnight and I'm completely awake with nothing to do, so here's mine.

I like tall guys. Not lanky, and not exactly Homer's twin either. Which leads me to another category-I like guys who are good at sports. Doesn't matter what, but soccer is preferred. I like guys who know how to dress appropriately and can match themselves to what I'm wearing ( no, not color-wise, don't worry. What I mean is, if I wear my best skirt or something I wouldn't want him to appear on my doorstep in cargo shorts.)

I like it if he wears checkered flannel shirts. And a T-shirt underneath. Dunno why :) And battered jeans with sneakers. I hate baggy clothing on him. He has to smell good, but no tacky cologne. He has to smell like he's just taken a shower. And he has to be clean. If he doesn't smoke, good. If he does, great. If he prays 5 times a day, I'm the luckiest girl on earth.

He has to make me laugh all the time; he has to be intelligent. Guys with little knowledge turn me off, no matter how goodlooking. He has to have good taste in music and movies. He has to get along with my family and friends, seriously. He has to know where Honduras is in the map and who Jack Kerouac is. He has to accept, and support, my reading and cooking hobbies and my dream to study abroad. Better yet, he has to share my reading hobbies, too. He has to like going out, too; even if it's only for movies or ice-cream treats.

He has to be able to calm me down since I tend to explode. And, this being the most important aspect, he has to learn the difference of when I just want to let out my sob story and when I want advises from him. He has to know when to open and close his mouth. When to listen and when to speak. He has to be polite but also crazy at other times. He has to be decisive.

On Saturday nights, if I ask him where we should go, him saying "Up to you" or "No idea" will be a big minus point for me. If he opens the door for me, I will not be impressed. If he tries to order for me at a restaurant or always pays the bill, I'll roll my eyes .I want to be able to laugh and talk seriously with him at the same time.

He has to know how to calm me down. He has to know what to do if my car broke down in the middle of the road on a hot day with nobody around. He has to accept my dramatic flair in life. He has to master at least 1 foreign language-that's attractive. He has to know about my moods; when and how to approach if I give him a silent treatment. He has to be my bestfriend too at the same time.

I guess that's it.
That's pretty easy, right?







Oh, one small problem? I don't think this type of guy exists. Not in my world anyway. If he is somewhere out there, I'd very much like to shake his hand.

Why oh why, the sims 3 ??

Seriously. Ever since The Sims (1) came out, I always, ALWAYS had trouble installing it. It's either the CD, or the crack, something just HAD to be wrong. Same goes with The Sims 2. I literally have like three different Sims 2 CDs lying around from different stores because I just couldn't get them to work.

And then, ladies and gents, today I installed The Sims 3.

I had to exchange the CDs TWICE because it said failure/error dics and when I finally, finally succeeded installing them (I even yelled with glee so loud that my mom jumped) it said....

"Unable to start game .Device 0 cannot run this title. Your video card does not appear to support at least Shader Model 2.Please upgrade your card."

I am on the verge of a pre-midlife crisis breakdown just because of this game, seriously. If EA had to pay me a penny everytime The Sims disappoints me, I'd be a friggin' millionaire by now. I googled it to find out what the heck Shader Model 2 was and was surprised to find that almost everyone on other side of the world also had the same problems. It's all over Yahoo! Answers, WikiAnswers, and forums. The solution is basically the same; buy a new VGA card.

New VGA my butt.

I must be the most pissed-off Simmer in the world right now. I only got til the end of September to lounge around, you know! I wanna spend my holiday Simming and DVD-ing and going out and reading books. From what I read, everyone's pretty pissed off as well because it said nothing about minimum requirements for VGA in the back of the CD package.

Huh.

I know this is my fault too for trusting the pirated CD games so much but come on; you'd do the same if you were me. Worse yet, I don't understand this whole IT/computer psychobabble so I don't freakin' know what to do. I hate not knowing what to do.

So I guess I'll have to break the piggy bank and spend about 5oo,000 on a new VGA card. :'(

My mood has officially gone down the drain.