The running theme in Woody Allen's old movies is "the more educated you become, the less chances you have of becoming truly happy in love".
I couldn't agree more. I always judge the guys that I'm dating on how literate they are, what movies they watch, what music they listen to and their stand on crucial international issues. While other girls fall in love with a guy's smile, i fall in love with a guy's bedtime reading material. While other girls wisely date guys that are nice to them, I'm always smitten with the smartasses. If a guy tells me I am beautiful, I instantaneously assume he is lacking in intellectual acuity. I cringe when I hear couples talk sweet-nothings over dinner. I get aroused when a guy has read Albert Camus in three languages. This is my curse. I wish for simplicity. I wish I only finished high school, wake up early in the morning for surf and wait tables just to make rent. I wish I date one of these guys, he skateboards to work at some fastfood chain and doesn't care where Kosovo is. We would meet friends at night for a dance-off, they don't know who Alan Greenspan is. We will be ignorant and happy. It's like that and that's the way it is!
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