Reasons I'm single Pt.1 (The type of girl I like)

Now I hear a lot of guys these days talking about being in a relationship with someone. I mean, an awfully lot of them. I just never get the enough of their chitter chatters. "Oh!My girl is so hot!" ,"she is soo cutee!" "Oh my god! bro! we both like breathing! We have like, so much in common!", "ey yo! look at dat asssssss doee!!!", "Sorry man, I cant come today. I gotta date with my gurl." "yadeyadeyada!!" Will you guys shut the fuck up? I mean! is it fun? Is it fun to mock someone constantly just because they are single? I mean, would it be fun if you lost your index finger and I stand in front of you and start picking my nose with my INDEX FREAKING FINGER?? No sir! Just... no. I don't have much choice do I? Do you even know how I look? And if you read my previous article about the eighth grade syndrome, you know whats up! As much as I love the single life, I sometimes do wish it'd change. You know, sometimes you just have a sudden and strange urge to jump off a cliff, you know what I'm talking about? Its just human nature.

Well, some people do pretend to care about me being single. "Bruh! why are you still single?" many of them have asked this question to me since throughout the evolution of mankind itself I guess? And the funny thing is, everybody gives that evil little chuckle at the end of this question, almost like they enjoy to see me suffer and watch the world burn. I do know I'm exaggerating a lot right now, but eh! "Well, I never met anyone my type yet." has been my reply to everyone and thats it, end of the topic. But one bright winter day, everything changed.... as the fire natio... I mean when one of my friends asked further questions on that topic. "So tell me more about what kind of girls you like." she asked me again. Now that was some deep stuff. "I wonder, right?" I would normally reply, but her curious and sparkling eyes got the best of me.

Well, truthfully enough I was not quite sure myself. It was not about the preferences and likes of girls that I didn't like, I just never felt any sort of connection even with people who had pretty much the exact same taste as me as well. What is there in likes and dislikes? Its just a way to start a petty conversation that's all. While it is true that I like short girls more than girls taller than me, I've always been more into straight hairs that smell nice. And dont even get me started with glasses! Who doesn't get drawn towards an angel with glasses resting up her nose and the way she shyly, cutely and flawlessly adjusts em up close to her deep dazzling eyes eyes while tugging her hair behind her ears? I think that smile is the best jewelry any girl can have. No matter how good she is boasted to look, if a girl misses a smile in her face, her beauty can never be seen to the fullest. Tears are also the biggest treasure of a girl. This is quite a valuable treasure actually, so I think that only a very selected few people should be deserving enough to see them. If there was any girl who thinks of me to be worthy enough to show her tears to, I'd consider myself to be lucky, and strangely enough, loved. You see, there is not much in face, structure, shape, size, looks, complexion, dress-ups and things as such, unless you are looking for an on an off, one night stand kinda "Just for fun" relations. I'd  rather not call them relationships as the ships that sink too soon cant be called ships in my view.

What I  like in a girl is serenity in her chatters. A kinda girl who talks enough to not be too boring silent nor over enthusiastic to let out things you should't to people who don't need to hear it. A girl whose gazes have the potential to hurt you more than her words, a kinda girl who is not afraid to express out what  she truly feels. Someone whose heart can be as hard as a rock when it should and also as soft as butter when it should. A girl who will pesture you enough to annoyingly know that she cares about you and will do anything to know how she can cheer you up when down, hold you to your limits when you're too up, laugh along to your happiness and cry along while trying to cheer you up in your miseries. A girl to whom the characters of a guy would matter more than his looks body and riches. I like the kind of girl who is good with people, good in heart and deeds, good in characters, who would scold you in your wrongs, praise you r good deeds and support your every steps. Someone, to whom the distance wouldn't be enough to falter her love, someone who is understanding enough to accept, criticize yet love all your friends and expect the same from you as well.

Yes! I'm thinking of something way ahead of my time. That is probably the reason for everything I've dedicated in the title. My reasons and excuses are a topic to rant about in some other parts of this series some day.. but as I was thinking about the things I like in girls, someone this someone that.. I suddenly remembered that there is a friend looking at me enthusiastically, searching for her answer in my eyes. I then smiled and replied," I like a girl who makes me forget about all of my worries and troubles and let me be true to myself."

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