Gay Marriages made Legal in California

History is made. Gay marriages are legal in California as of May 15, 2008 (Click here to read the news) Comments, anyone?

Difference.

Would you rather be liked/loved because you’re pretty and hot?
Or would you rather be liked/loved because you’re sweet and nice?

While some people instantly catch the attention of the opposite sex because of their exterior, guys like me because they say I am nice. They like me because I am sweet, understanding, and again, nice. And even though it feels good when someone likes you for your character/personality, I believe you’ll get sick of it one day.

You’ll just start thinking to yourself, “Am I really that unattractive, to the point that guys only like me because I am nice?”

Sure, my Baby always tells me I’m beautiful and I’m hot and all, but it is because he loves me, that’s why he says that. In the 2 years that we’ve known each other before we got together, he’s never found me attractive, I know that myself.

He told me he fell in love with me because I am nice, caring, understanding. He told me he loved my smile and my laughter. He said he loved my eyes, how they sparkle.

But he didn’t fall in love with me because of my looks. Which is good, right? Because he loves me for who I am. But sometimes, I really wish someone would tell me that I’m beautiful, someone who hasn’t fallen in love with my personality first.

Several times, guys talk to me because they want to know more, or they want to get close, to one of my girlfriends, who are obviously so much more attractive than I am. And even though I love helping them, each time that happens, my confidence level goes down by 50%. And it sucks. It really does.

I have friends, who tells me I’m beautiful, but I don’t know if they mean it or they’re just saying it because they’re my friends. But I appreciate them, because they are the ones who build up my confidence.

I have friends, who tells me how beautiful my other friends are, but never ever dish a single compliment to me. And I don’t really care, because maybe, they just don’t feel comfortable doing so. Or maybe, they just plainly find me unattractive.

This entry is not written because I want to be told I’m beautiful. It’s not written because I want guys to fall in love with me. I don’t, because I have my Baby. This entry is written because I have been feeling this way since forever, and I’m so tired of bottling it up inside of me.

I want to be beautiful, I want to be noticed. So who knows, maybe one day I’ll get something done to my exterior. Or maybe, I’ll just start starving myself now so that I’ll be skinny because that’s what people define as hot. Sometimes, I don’t know why I’m so superficial. But isn’t everyone?

So now, I really want to know, I want to ask you guys this question:

Would you rather be liked/loved because you’re pretty and hot?
Or would you rather be liked/loved because you’re sweet and nice?

Dah-dee-dee-dum.

Some of the cars in my new place’s parking garage:

Still awaiting the chance to take picture of the gorgeouz Ferrari, and the yummehhz Mercedeces-Benz SLR. I promise there is too many Porsches in the garage.

My sister and I shared these for dessert, after dinner, yesterday:

It was so good, really. But I need to control my diet now, because I am gaining weight at an alarming rate. Sigh, self-control girl.

And dearest Qinny meimei gave me this last week (So random!):

It’s a lollipop, and an adorable one at that. She said she bought it for me because she remembered that I love this character, and that I bought a notepad of this character too. (I don’t even know the character’s name, haha so idiotic)

Thank you meimei. Even though it was a really small gesture, it really touched me because it shows that you care. (And you love me, of course hahahah!)

So thank you sweetheart, I love you and I’m grateful to have found someone as true as you, here in the oh-so-superficial Los Angeles.