i'm not wearing shoes.

i sometimes feel a little misunderstood. it's totally okay with me, because i've been a little bit of a misfit my whole life, and snapping to normality at this point would feel stranger than my current strangeness. there are some subjects where people interpret what i say and what i think, totally different to what i mean. most of the time, i think its hilarious. people will often say "but didn't you say this?", and then i'll get to explain myself and laugh at them. however, it seems the subject that i can't change my explanation for, is the one i hold closest to me. love, that is.

some see me as a sap, others see me as "a romantically challenged brick". am i a brick? no, absolutely not, but like most things, i see the subject totally differently. 

i don't think i'm romantically challenged, but i don't believe in the type of love you see in movies. i'm sure that sometimes, for some people, the classic cliche romance occurs and they live happily ever after. the stories had to originate from somewhere, right? but its not for me. when i find my guy, i would hate our story to be told like a chick flick, i'd rather it be more similar to a low-budget indie movie, where everything is 'unconventional'. 

again, i'm sure this kind of unconventional romance happens for a lot of people, however i think the strange part doesn't lie within the setting, the timing, or even the conversations. it's all to do with the people. 

what do i like? a simple dude. he likes music. he likes fashion. he appreciates the finer things. he likes being an idiot, but can still be serious. he likes his space. he likes that i like mine. he wants to chill at the beach, but live in the city. he likes the fact i'm a little different. he'll want a disco light up floor in our basement ;D

i probably won't find this guy for quite a while, if at all. what i'm looking for could totally change when i find 'the right person'. the only thing that sucks is, every guy i've met like that, likes something totally different to me. i can deal with this, cause i'm chill like that. all i'm saying is, when i find this guy, who doesn't want a rich rake with massive babs and no sense of humour, or a buddhist who only wears harem pants and has long, flowing, wavy hair, but rather likes an offbeat girl who's curvy and doesn't really care about anything, i'll know its him. 

i'm looking forward to late starts on sunday mornings, in our simple room, with floorboards and dingy furniture. the room would be dark, but the suns beating down through the lace curtains and bringing a warmth to the room. 

i look forward to our crap-box VW breaking down in the middle of nowhere, on the way to a place we've never been. 

i look forward to making fun of successful business people, because we know that we'll get rich someday, and we'll build an empire out of.. cardboard. 

this has got to be why i haven't got someone, or why i never seem to be able to stick to one person. people are the way they are for a reason, whether that reason be for an occupation, or to compliment another soul. maybe no one likes me because i don't like them? or maybe i'm just too much of a 'brick' for their liking. but they're out there somewhere, and i'm good to wait around.

i'm totally cool with being a misfit. provided it means i don't have to wait til i'm like, fifty to get married. 

YEW!