Theories/ For Me and YOU

Now this my area of excellence. One rule for you and One to judge the world with. I’m hurt but hey it’s okay for me to crush your balls. I lied but how dare you lie to me. I won’t call but you’ll be damned to hell if you don’t. My work is important but of course you have to drop everything and come to my rescue when I want to check what the expiry date of a product (this particular point I admit is personal)

Half a dozen of my favourites. Some my own, some pearsl of wisdom I have collecetd on the way from others.



  1. Soul Mates are a cliché. They exist only in the aisles of Hallmark and Archie’s card stores but hey, However I will only marry my true soul mate
  2. Love in its purest form does not exist in this world but guess what I am someone who is looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.
  3. Women don’t care but a guy’s looks. Its all about the personality but my Ideal guy is 6 feet tall, athletic body, brown eyes, dimples, great smile, great ass…
  4. Women don’t care if they guy they love is not rich but we want to a small island in the Indian Ocean as a Valentine Gift. It is the truest proof of love
  5. Look at that bitch! Not one single hair out of place. So Fake! But wait a minute I must buy this leave-in-conditioner that chemically reduces the frizziness of my hair
  6. All my girlfriends have changed after they got into relationships. Such a bore! "What was that? You’re getting married two weeks from now. I’m soooo sorry I can’t make it. That’s the day I promised to give my man a pedicure. I’ll be there at the next one. Just make sure you give me a couple of months notice ahead.


While I can’t think of anymore the truth is I’m sure all of us have our own list of convenient theories. The funny thing is when you started making decisions for you, the world was black and white. But now that you’re older every decision is covered with a palpable mist of gray.

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