Well, I was coming back from a morning at work (having met the new girl Jess, she's nice, I like her) when my moped conked out coming past the Norman Warrior... Having pushed it to the top of Snape Drive, I got pissed off and left it there for Dad to pick up later.. So we walked it back and filled it with oil but we think it's the Spark Plug because there's basically nothing left - It's a Sunday so no where is open to buy a new one, so I'll have to pop to Halfords in t'morning.
That's not the point of the blog though. I've had a lot of time on my hands in between to think about Dan's words;
"Nobody's perfect. If you
were perfect you would be
boring. You can't be
perfect for everyone
anyway, because
perfection is subjective.
You don't like someone
for being perfect. You like
them for who they are,
and you are willing to look
past their imperfections."
He's right. Do I do what I do to myself because I want to be perfect for them or for me? I think the answer is both, but only in the short term. If I detach myself and look on the grand scale of things, it's for them. I starve myself to reach my limitless perfection, I can never reach it, and that's why I get so worked up, because the illusion is here and I'm stuck with it. But it's because I feel that if I reach my own perfection then more guys will like me. His words make me realise that I don't need to be perfect to get anyone, I just need to learn to shatter my skewed perceptions of myself and then I can be liked, because I'm pushing people away. At least I think that's the conclusion I came to... It's a work in progress.
~finished.
were perfect you would be
boring. You can't be
perfect for everyone
anyway, because
perfection is subjective.
You don't like someone
for being perfect. You like
them for who they are,
and you are willing to look
past their imperfections."
He's right. Do I do what I do to myself because I want to be perfect for them or for me? I think the answer is both, but only in the short term. If I detach myself and look on the grand scale of things, it's for them. I starve myself to reach my limitless perfection, I can never reach it, and that's why I get so worked up, because the illusion is here and I'm stuck with it. But it's because I feel that if I reach my own perfection then more guys will like me. His words make me realise that I don't need to be perfect to get anyone, I just need to learn to shatter my skewed perceptions of myself and then I can be liked, because I'm pushing people away. At least I think that's the conclusion I came to... It's a work in progress.
~finished.
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