Sometimes, in searching for the right person, we forget to take a deep breath, pause for a moment, listen, and stare ourselves in the mirror; take a step towards being the right person. Within this time of reflection, the phone rings, a voice calls us as a reminder of our life-experiences. What we see, hear, and feel, and what we know and don’t know about ourselves is a trail-mix of past events, mixed emotions, and the thing called spirit. The way we perceive the world and its beautiful people relies on our own filters and lenses. Our perceptions can often lead us astray when we allow prejudgment, hasty categorization, and the uninformed opinions of others to override our search for a deeper understanding. How you see me, read my words, and judge my character rests primarily on how you set your own filters and lenses. The internet, despite its many advantages, lacks non-verbal aspects of communication, eye movement etc: yet another filter or lens added on to whatever image you’ve formed.
Everyone shares a common bond, an unexpected entry into a cold yet bright world at birth, and grow to become one-of-a-kinds. The cold, the brightness, they continue with us throughout life. They work for and against one another, often finding a repetitive but unique coexistence in our day-to-day world. The cold forces us to strive for warmth and compassion in others. The compassion we sense with our families, friends, and communities. The warmth we feel after eating a bowl of homemade soup on any given school-day in mid-November. The brightness often blinds us and we trip like a newborn puppy, we slip on the greener grass on the other side, or we hit a pot-hole on the road not taken. The brightness, albeit blinding at times, represents our visions, dreams and goals. As dreamers we take risks and succeed, we learn from our failures, and at the end of the day we grasp a greater understanding, a dynamic wisdom of sorts. We reflect on who we were, who we are, and who we can be.
Having lived in eight different cities, in three different countries, I’ve come to embrace the lifestyle of the prince and the pauper. The pauper has that which the prince can never take, happiness. The prince has that which the pauper does not want, greed associated with wealth. The prince often forgets his duty to provide a guiding light for the pauper to navigate through the institutional Gordian knot that brought the prince to power. I’ve found that between the two, more often than not, the pauper will rush to bring you in from the cold and feed you the best and the last serving of food from his table. I believe that anyone, myself included, blessed with talents, status, and power to do good, should do good. To cast aside your neighbor is to project the pain from your past onto another, and rationalize it as “not my problem”. At the end of my life, I hope to be remembered for the positive social impacts I’ve made and not for number of zero’s in my savings account balance, which reminds me, I should update my will to add my recently acquired Barbie Mansion and Ferrari (tangential note-to-self).
On a more concrete and down-to-earth note, I’m currently studying to take a professional licensing exam. I just finished my post-graduate degree. I recently inherited a cat with a lot of junk in her trunk. She enjoys playing with feathers, pens, and my cellular phone- too cute! On weekends I hangout with my friends and family. I juggle, play piano and guitar, and workout four days a week. I like all types of food, except deep-fried red meat and most fast food. I’m bi-lingual and plan on raising children speaking Spanish and English to them.
I can count the number of days I didn’t want to go to school/work on one hand. I stand 6 feet 1 inch in height (6’2” when I spike my full head-of-hair), I weigh 175 pounds, I'm in my 20's and old enough to get into a club... I’ll let the photos explain the rest. I curse; socialize at night; laugh out loud; get really dizzy on rollercoasters; chew ice cubes; take my lunch to work/school; wear cowboy boots with a suit; put coins in other people’s expired parking meters; sing along to the radio; read Latin American writers, foreign-written publications, the Wall Street Journal, Martha Stewart Living, and the New York Times; people watch; watch PBS, Seinfeld, and Family Guy; travel to foreign countries; volunteer for a local charity; sleep on a futon with a pillow between my knees; cook; make my own energy bars; shop at garage sales; make sushi; color-coordinate my closet; buy and sell classic automobiles; think about why cows don’t look up when you scream MOOOO out of the car window; and engage in many other activities...
...I have been strip-searched once, sat next to a famous person on an airplane twice, and went to Canada three times. Other trivial or quirky things about me are not listed here, you’ll have to throw me a line to and get feedback.
What am I looking for? good question. I apologize to those who don't understand the following, but you've gotta speak, read it, and write it to get with me.
Lo que mas me atrae de una persona es su sinceridad y sus sentimientos, por supuesto sus valores, me gusta convivir con gente que sea simpática y ame la vida, que tenga objetivos claros y una meta bien definida. Me gustan las personas con las que me pueda divertir y pasar ratos tranquilos, busco a personas que sean honestas y traten de ver el mejor lado de las cosas. Creo que una relación se forma por dos personas que, a su modo, se complementan y eso es lo que busco. Me conformo con encontrar una chava con quien platicar, que sería genial, que le gustaría el cine y la lectura. No creo que soy tan exigente, ¿verdad? También prefiero alguien que me haga sentir tan cómodo para hacer tontería y media, ¿ya sabes no?
Quiero alguien que sea compatible conmigo, que nos llevemos bien. Quiero conocer alguien quien a ella le encanta pasarla bien divertiéndonos en una chocoaventura ahí por la ciudad o las montañas, o el bosque, comoquiera, alguien que puede bailar (porque en un baile descubro la forma de ser de las personas), y después ponernos a comer palomitas y ver a una película cursi que sale en la tele por la madrugada, alguien quien puede reírse de mis faltas, mientras yo me río porque las palomitas se la dejo trocitos entre sus dientes, y no los puede sacar. Así que, esas imperfecciones que nos haga reir, las cosas cotidianas y simples, las cosas pequeñas que definen la vida en sí.
En fin, busco alguien con ganas de jamás rendirse ante nada y con muchos deseos de vivir con armonía y superación ¿acaso hay alguien así?
A ver, antes de leer los siguientes gustos y preferencias:
yo tengo muchos cuates todos súper-chidos (porque son de la banda pura-buena-onda) ya lo saben, no obstante, por su fidelidad, honestidad, y buen humor les debo todo respeto y admiración. Sin embargo, lo siguiente se dirige hacia la búsqueda del amor y el romance. Por lo tanto, que no se ofenden mis cuates, y a ellos, favor de no tomarlo a pecho.
PREFERENCIAS:
Me gusta alguien que sea simpático, bilingüe, que tenga entre "20-pico" y "20-tanto" años. ¿Lo físico? Tiene que ser una chava con perfil atlético o delgadito (pero anoréxico, no), de cabello negro o moreno, de ojos cafés, y con una sonrisa tiernita, que no sea fresa ni mamona, una chava inteligente, pero que no maneje el odio por lo que dios le ha dado en el pasado, una chava se mantenga en forma porque yo hago lo mismo.
DISGUSTOS:
No me late lo siguiente: gente guapa de carácter feo, chicas que fuman, chicas con tatuajes, chicas con senos artificiales, chicas enojonas como las que salen en las telenovelas, y gente que dejen que sus amigos destruyen y dan al traste, por metiches, lo que es una relación sana y alegre.
If you understood EVERYTHING above, drop me a line and send me a pic,your pic gets mine. I know the one below is small, that's on purpose. Ill explain when you send me yours.
Hasta luego,
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