Tuesday, April 28, 2009
what i love about my guy
My boyfriend has a lot of good qualities and I love the person he is growing to be. Three things I like about my guy are that he always tries to make people laugh, I can relate to him because is is really goofy like me, and he stands out from the rest. When he tries to make people laugh he always says some funny joke. If someone is feeling down or the mood is tense, or even if everyone is already in a good mood, he tries to make it better by a funny comment or observation. He laughs a lot and is a very happy person. Things rarely get him down. When it comes to us having things in common, we have the goofy quality. We are two individuals who like to have fun and who see life in a different aspect of what it really is. We try to keep things happy. Sometimes other people don’t understand the way we act because we have our own way of doing things but we make each other happy. Sometimes we get on each others nerves because one person will want to be goofy when the other wants to be serious and vice versa. But the good thing is that we have fun together and we try to keep each other smiling no matter what the situation was. The way my guy stands out is that he is different from everyone surrounding him. Usually when your environment is wrong, your family is wrong, and all you know is wrong, you end up being wrong also. But this isn’t the case with my guy. His environment is hood and ghetto. His family is loud and rambunctious. His friends don’t have a vocabulary other than bitch and baby mama, and his school was nothing more than a penitentiary full of rapists, mongrels, and robbers. But my guy turned out different somehow. I don’t know what happened to make him how he is but I like it. He isn’t the “I want to be gangster” type. He wears fitting clothes that look nice. He has bigger goals in life than just working at some local venue for life, and he knows how to talk. He doesn’t speak slang, or try to fit in with the rest, but just is himself. That’s what attracted me to him most. He was different.
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