How to find a perfect boyfriend/girlfriend

When I was in high school, I had this one friend. Let's call her Melissa.

Melissa had been the kind of girl who believed in fairy tales. She believed with all her heart that one day, a prince on a white horse would come and pick her up. The sun would set and they would ride towards it, embracing their new life. A happily ever after life.

6 years later, here I am. Holding her wedding invitation (spoiler: she is a year older than me. She is 22 and is getting married next month). The guy -- which I had known quite close that I can call him an acquaintance yet not close enough that I would call him a friend -- isn't exactly who I would describe as a prince on a white horse. He is nice, he is smart (from his nerdy looks), and he would probably make a good daddy.

Melissa's life is probably quite far from the 'happily ever after life' that she had imagined 6 years ago, but it would be a happy one nonetheless.

I have been wondering since then whether or not it is possible to find a perfect partner. Deep inside, I knew that it was impossible, yet I was still clawing towards the possibility of finding a perfect partner.

A few months went by and I talked to my doppelganger (you know who you are!), and she showed me how to find a perfect partner. So, how do you find yourself a perfect boyfriend/girlfriend?

You don't.

A guy who is patient is the same guy who works as slow as a turtle

A girl who is nice to you is the same girl who is nice to everyone.

A guy who works hard is the same guy who never has any time for his family.

A girl who wears glamour dresses and perfect makeup is the same girl who spends money like it's coming out of her ass.

See? Human is just a set of habits that contradict each other. The only perfect people in this world come in boxes. So if you want a perfect partner, you would have to look for either a Barbie or a Ken.

In the end, there is no such thing as a perfect person. Everyone is going to hurt you, you just got to find the ones worth suffering for.

Motivation and shit

There are so many motivational speakers out there. Tony Robbins, Tung Desem Waringin, Nick Vujicic, you name it.

But I'm not them.

In fact, if there ever was an occupation that's a total opposite of motivational speakers, I will probably be one of the best at doing that. If we lived in a world where everyone can understand what others think, I would get hit in the face. A lot. My thoughts are rude and my words sarcastic. I just can't seem to emphatize with what other people go through. But for once, I want to motivate people. I want to move people only using words. So here it is, my motivational post.

Fortitude is never my strong point. Actually, I have always been a lazy person. In winter, I skipped college classes because it was very cold. In summer, I skipped classes because it was hot. And in spring and fall, I skipped classes because I wanted to play games instead. In those three of my college years, I accomplished nothing but eat and sleep.

Meanwhile a friend of my friend actually managed to establish his own business in his first year of college. In fact, two years after graduating, he had already founded 6 startup companies (yeah you read that right. Six, as in 1+1+1+1+1+1), all the while I was sleeping my ass off. It occurred to me that I needed to change. I deeply wished that I had used my time a little bit wiser. Maybe, just maybe, if I had used my time a little bit wiser, I would have a business to call my own now.

It's never too late to start what you want to do and to be what you might have been. If you like singing, go for it. Start recording your singing and upload them to Youtube. If you like writing, start writing a blog. If you like having sex, go to Japan and apply to be a porn star.

You know, my dad used to want me to be a doctor. Like, someone who uses a fucking knife to dissect a patient. After finding out that I have zero tolerance to blood and biology in general, he then wanted me to be a fucking professor. Like, a PHd. It was then when I realized that him wanting me to be something has nothing to do with me. It has everything to do with him. Me being a doctor or being a PHd means so much to him that he can brag to everyone about his genius child.

Fuck that.

Life is too short to do what your parents tell you to do. You only live once and you won't relinquish the years spent to satisfy your parents. I'm not saying that you shouldn't love your parents and satisfy them. All I'm saying is that if your parents truly love you, they will stop being a prick and let you live your life (unless, of course, you want to be a Nicki Minaj, then I fully support whatever your parents want you to be).

It's been exactly a year since I graduated and I really wish I had started planning my own business earlier. Do what you want to do now; since a year from now, you will wish you had started today.