Since I'm already delusional as it is, I've created a list of the men I'd love to marry someday.

1. Brad Pitt




Like, duh. Who wouldn't want to marry this man? I don't really care even if he's old enough to be my dad. I mean, look at him, he's just so hot! And I don't like him not only because he's good-looking and rich. He cares for the world. I wish I could do the things he could do. I wish I was Angelina. Haha :)

2. Edward Norton


I like him 'cause he's different, eccentric in a way. He's not the actor actor kind of actor. He's really good, his movies are great as well. Extraordinary, uniqe, unusual. I can't explain it well. I can say this though, he's my Johnny Depp.

One of my visions of what heaven would look like is this:




3. Edward Cullen




I am more than aware that he's a fictional character, but I don't care. Of course Rob Pattinson (the one who will be portraying him in Twilight) made Edward seem real, but still...it's Edward I like. If you don't understand any word that I'm saying, then you just have to read the books, I guess.

4. Adam Brody (The OC's Seth Cohen)


When I say "Nerds are hot", I am definitely referring to Seth Cohen. Adam Brody or Seth Cohen--I really don't care. I love him either way :)

5. Gaspard Ulliel




Juste à cause il est très très chaud. :) Yeah, I could be that shallow. Haha.

Got inspired by a good friend's blog post. And since I have the perfect atmosphere and the props for sulking (rainy night, Pringles Sour Cream and Onion, Toblerone, boy band music, sweat pants and a hoodie), I am formulating my own version of the list. (I edited some of the lines from my friend's entry and added some of my own.)

Here it goes:

I want a boy man.

I want a man--a real man, not just a boy with a dick.

I want a man who will move the hair away from my face, just so he could see it clearly.

A pretty boy, but not so pretty that I feel awkward. (Yeah I'm a sucker for pretty boys!)

A man who thinks I'm beautiful in my own way.

A man who lets me sleep on his chest.

I want a man who would tell his family about me, and would tell me about his family as well.

A man who will offer himself to be my slave when I'm sick.

I want a man who is more goofy than romantic, but knows the right things to say at the right time.

A man who will apologize for calling too much, and no matter how many times I tell him it's okay, he'd still do it.

A man who is interested in everything that goes on in my everyday life without being nosy.

A man who will let me gossip to him and just smile and agree with everything I say.

A man who will throw stuffed animals at me when I acted dumb and then jump on me and kiss me a million times. Someone who will bet kisses on who could beat who at game.

I want a man who makes fun of me just to make me laugh.

A man who will kiss my neck, just to have a reason to tell me how much he loves the smell of my perfume.

I want a man who, at night, will dance in his pajamas undies with me. Kidding!

A man who will pose silly poses at pictures with me, someone who will never turn down a trip to the lake and who will play tag on the beach.

A man who will tell all his friends about me and smile when he does it.

A man who could sit with me on the kitchen floor and eat sandwiches.

A man who will make out with me in the pouring rain.

I want a man who would try to teach me how to play the guitar, even if we just end up laughing at each other.

I want a man who will run his fingers through my hair and play with it when he's bored.

I want him to get along with other people I love, or if it's impossible, at least try to respect them.

Someone who would never be afraid to say I love you in front of his friends and someone who would argue with me about silly things just to make up.

I want a man who will count stars with me.

I want a man who will stay home with me on a Friday night just to help me make dinner and watch movies together under the same blanket.

Someone who will squirt water guns at me in the house after I've got him soaked.

A man who will tell me I'm beautiful but not too often.

I want a man who looks me the eye and tells me something serious, but is also funny and he makes me promise not to laugh.

A man who could make me laugh like no one else can.

A man who would call me in a very private nickname rather than a bunch of common terms of endearment.

A man who would value the things that are important to me.

A man who could spend the night in the same bed with me without even bothering to score. (Oh you know what I mean.)

Someone who would hold my hand while we cross the street.

I don't care if he smokes or not. If he does, he won't try smoking in front of me 'cause he knows it will affect my health.

A man who wouldn't abandon his friends just so he could be with me 24/7. I want a man who has his priorities in order and knows how to balance his time.

A man who would cook for me because because I can't feed myself with home-cooked meals.

I want a man who is intelligent enough to make a conversation interesting. I want him intelligent enough, but not to the extent that he's already considered as a know-it-all. Nerds are hot. Well, at least the hot nerds are.

Someone who loves to read like me. If he doesn't, I want him to understand my passion for reading. The same goes for my other hobbies and interests.

A man who would tell me right away if he thinks I'm being stupid.

I want a man who's neat and smells good. Someone decent and civilized, but would not hesitate to punch someone if that person harasses or hurts me.

Someone who's good enough in remembering dates and occasions.

A man who speaks English well and spells basic English words correctly. (I'm sorry but I'm a self-confessed grammar freak.)

Someone who would play with my pets.

A man who wouldn't have any problems with the idea of me having alone time with my friends.

A man who is a kid at heart in a lot of ways.

Someone who isn't afraid of telling me what he wants and his opinion on certain things.

Someone who wouldn't impose, just request.

And since I'm already in danger of crossing the line towards insanity, might as well push my luck.

I want a vegetarian vampire (a.k.a. Edward Cullen).

I want a nerd bitten by a radioactive spider (a.k.a. Peter Parker/Spiderman).

I want an obnoxious and witty--not to mention filthy rich--tycoon with a secret identity (a.k.a. Bruce Wayne/Batman).

I want Nate Archibald.

I want Seth Cohen.

I want Brad Pitt.

Damn. I'm losing my grip on reality, big time.

All you care about is you.

Got this analysis from www.handwritingwizard.com :)

Erika is moderately outgoing. Her emotions are stirred by sympathy and heart rendering stories. In fact, she can be kind, friendly, affectionate and considerate of others. She has the ability to put herself into the other person's shoes.

Erika will be somewhat moody, with highs and lows. Sometimes she will be happy, the next day she might be sad. She has the unique ability to get along equally well with what psychology calls introverts and extroverts. This is because she is in between. Psychology calls Erika an ambivert. She understands the needs of both types. Although they get along, she will not tolerate anyone that is too "far out." She doesn't sway too far one way or the other.

When convincing her to buy a product or an idea, a heart rendering story could mean a great deal to her. She puts herself in the same situation as the person in the story, yet she will not buy anything that seems overly impractical or illogical. Erika is an expressive person. She outwardly shows her emotions. She may even show traces of tears when hearing a sad story.

Erika is a "middle-of-the-roader," politically as well as logically. She weighs both sides of an issue, sits on the fence, and then will decide when she finally has to. She basically doesn't relate to any far out ideas and usually won't go to the extreme on any issue.

Erika tends to write a bit smaller than the average person. When a person's letters are small and tiny, this indicates an ability to focus and concentrate. This character trait is a huge asset in careers like math, science, race car driving, and flying planes. However, if Erika writes tiny all of the time, she will also display characteristics of someone who is socially introverted. Erika will often sit on the sideline and watch others get the attention at parties. She might be willing to open up and be warm, but only in small groups or a select group of people. When she is busy working on a project, it is common for all other noises and distractions to just fade away and her ability to focus is incredible. When she says "she didn't hear you", she really means, she didn't hear you.

Erika is sensitive to criticism about her ideas and philosophies. She will sometimes worry what people will think if she tells them what she believes in. This doesn't mean she won't talk, or that she feels ashamed. It merely means she is sensitive to what others think, regarding her beliefs.

Erika is secretive. She has secrets which she does not wish to share with others. She intentionally conceals things about herself. She has a private side that she intends to keep that way, especially concerning certain events in her past.

In reference to Erika's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Erika slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.

She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Erika can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.

Erika is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. She needs to visualize the end of a project before she starts. She finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said she plans everything she is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Erika basically feels good about herself. She has a positive self-esteem which contributes to her success. She feels she has the ability to achieve anything she sets her mind to. However, she sets her goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". She has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, she will not take great risks, as they relate to her goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence category, her self-perception is better than average.

Erika is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect her ego when she feels hurt. She pokes people harder than she gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.

Erika is selective when picking friends. She does not trust everyone. She has a select group of people that are truly close to her, usually two or three. She is careful when choosing her inner circle of friends.

Erika has a healthy imagination and displays a fair amount of trust. She lets new people into her circle of friends. She uses her imagination to understand new ideas, things, and people.

For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Erika has left lots of white space on the left side of the paper. Erika fills up the rest of the page in a normal fashion. If this is true, then Erika has a healthy relationship to the past and is ready to move on. The right side of the page represents the future and Erika is ready and willing to get started living now and planning for the future. Erika would like to leave the past behind and move on.

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I like the last sentence. Haha :)

..from Grey's Anatomy:

How do you know when how much is too much? Too much too soon. Too much information. Too much fun. Too much love. Too much to ask... And when is it all just too much to bear?

Here's mine:

Erika
Powerful ruler "Norse"
You are a visionary with courage and enthusiasm if a little hasty at times. Your ambitious nature can be satisfied when you apply wisdom, patience and self-discipline to your vitality and zest. You have wonderful way with words and may be drawn to the communications arena where there is the potential for great success. Your generous and warm nature attracts many friends and loved ones.

Paula
Small "Latin"
You have a charismatic and magnetic personality which others cannot help but be drawn to ensuring you of many friends. Very ambitious your keen perceptive powers and ability to absorb knowledge helps you to achieve your objectives. You are a strong willed and industrious worker who is prepared to earn all the material success and good fortune which comes your way. With a philosophical attitude happiness is assured.

Erika Paula
You are an inspirational individual and seem to lead a charmed existence. Material success is no more than your versatility, optimism and courage deserve. You are creative and resourceful and can develop your ideas into tangible form which brings you great satisfaction. You attract friends, love and happiness in abundance because of your warm and enthusiastic nature. Life is much better with you around.

"How do you know youre fighting for something worth it or just being stupid?"

I am not here to answer that question, 'cause frankly, I do not know the answer. I cannot even define love.

Well, I guess you just know it. No explanations needed. No reasons provided. It's just mysterious and complex like that. And I hate it. I really do. But we just have to go with it. As if we have a choice anyway.

How can you tell if you are in love, and not just heavily infatuated?

I do not know either. Maybe it's when people start calling you a martyr. Haha.

Received an email from Sir Baqui, here it goes...

To the graduating 105students (and several oddballs): my deepest applause

I invest you the lyrics of Baz Luhrmann's famous boosterish aria. If you have time obtain a copy to feel the song's tender embrace. Reflect and learn from it. By doing so, it will stock you with the cutlasses and elixirs needed to slice-wide and extract the much vaunted and sought marrow of life. Much luck.

Ladies and Gentlemen…

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.

I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind, you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You’re not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindsides you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you. Sing.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind… the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements. Stretch. Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life… the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know, still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone. Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary… what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can… don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own. Dance even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on.

Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out. Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth. But trust me on the sunscreen…

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Hmm. So this is really it, huh? Whew. Less than two months to go. (I hate calculating. Haha.)