And second thing next, I'm kinda looking for something long-ish term stuff. Don't want to concentrate on learning about you if you're planning to vanish magically tomorrow.
Why it's always so difficult to write things like these. Maybe it's because we've been taught not to praise ourselves but when you write something like this, blaming yourself isn't an option either. Hmph.
Sometimes I feel like I have a shell around me as if I were trapped into myself but whenever someone comes close to me in the right way, there isn't any. I might seem like proud, mean or selfish at first but actually I'm soft inside. My face is just not used to being twisted all the time (smile, if you're wondering).
I think relationships are what we make them. If you don't tell what you want, you more often than not don't get what you want.
When I say half marathon, you say let's go. I obviously need the kick of endorphines you get when being pushed against your physical limits and would love to experience it with someone.
You don't think muscle and women don't fit in a same sentence. That being said, you can hopefully carry on an interesting conversation on more topics than one. (Here you get a plus if those topics include but aren't limited to: science, fitness, fashion and style, physiology, life after death, things that cannot be seen or proven and psychology) For some reason I would like to brush up my Swedish and maybe later German, too.
I am reliable, bold, and contemplative.
Btw, I don't wear glasses anymore nowadays as I had my eyes lasered.
- Becoming obsessed by someone or something and then talking and raving about it all the time.
- Remembering irrelevant data.
- Being there for people I care about.
- My calmness and inner balance, even though I don't always feel like I'm balanced, huh.
- My lips even when they don't speak
In general I like food. Actually there isn't much that I don't like when it comes to food. (I happen to be vegan, though. You don't have to be but be prepared to eat my concoctions and pretend to like them.) I've pretty much never liked: anything made of liver (even the smell makes me sick) and orange juice (and most orange flavored things).
Update: My new love is gari. Straight from the package by the forkful. Oh God.