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Superhuman

I was in the middle of studying Managerial Economics
(for final exam purpose only)
and I got bored. BORED. Really really bored. I mean it. B.O.R.E.D.
Okay, you got the point.

So I rummaged through Youtube.
And with the help of my partner in crime, Untung Putra,
I found great videos of Youtube's artists. Gabe Bondoc, Davedays,
Cathy Nguyen, David Choi, many more.
I was mesmerized by such talent..
They were better than most singer on MTV. No kidding.
Which brought me to think..
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Some girls attracted to guys who could run faster, jump higher,
those athletes by nature.
Three point shots considered to be tactful movement
to aim for their hearts.
So the better they play, the more attractive these guys are. LOL.
Moreover, these girls don't see a bunch
of sweaty guys scrambling one ordinary ball.
Instead, they will see troupe of heroes
stomping to conquered their heart (*cheesy)
Look how patiently they will sit on the bleachers.
Outdoor.
Yes, even if it's in the midday, when the sun stroked with a full power.
Obviously I'm not this kind of girl.
Sorry, but I won't be going crazy for athletic guys.
I don't dislike them, really. I'm just not into sport-for-fun thing.

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Some others can't helped falling in love for handsome guys.
Look and appearance was the main idea of a perfect significant other.
Of course, every girls has their own preferences.
Some wants fare skin, some wants darker.
Some wants wide eyes, another like slanted more.
Some prefers tall and skinny, some wants chubby and cuddly.
(So don't worry guys.
There will always someone out there
who'll find you are attractive to them. LOl)
I can't deny that looks was important.
I mean, I know I shouldn't "judge a book from its cover" only.
But whose going to buy a badly crumpled covered novel anyway,
if you can buy one still neatly wrapped up?
Yes, looks is important, indeed.
Although honestly, it's not on top 5 of my list. LOL.

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The third type were those who won't reluctantly chasing men
with money and the power that comes with it.
Material girl, I think, is how people labelled them.
Hey, no need for further condemnation..!
I think they just trying to be realistic (in a too extreme way) about life.
Like my mom said once to me, "Love? Can it feed you?"
Of course it was a rhetorical question.
I once read Raditya Dika
(the author of Kambing Jantan and a great blogger from Indonesia)'s tweet.
"Money can't buy happiness. But it surely can buy things that make you happy"
Personally, money is still not even close to my top 5 list. LOL.

What I like the most in a guy? Hmm.. Let me tell you..
No! Let me SHOW it to you..



Catchy tunes that make me hummed all day long.

A creatively re-composed song that can surely beat the original one.



There's nothing compare to a beautifully play acoustics + originally written song + heart-melting lyrics + great voice + good looking guy. LOL
(Gabe Bondoc *sigh)

See those videos?
Then have you conclude what kinda guy I'm attracted to?
Yep. Musicians. LOL.
There's something about music and songs that straightly affect my mood and my feeling.

They soothe me when I'm about to going mad..
They comfort me when I'm frantically worried..
They calm me down when anger consumes me..
They definitely cheer me up when I'm gloomy..

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If you can't get it right, let me conclude for you.

Firstly, I don't measure degree of attractiveness in a guy by their skill in sports.
Once again, I don't detest them, I just consider them as an ordinary human being.
Not a demigod. (a half god, fyi)

Secondly, outer appearance is important.
But since it won't last forever, I will never use it as a benchmark of a perfect partner.
(even the handsome Brad Pitt will go bald and wrinkled and toothless sooner or later. LOL)

Thirdly, money surely can buy you nice things.
But I won't bet my happiness or health or real friendship or redemption on it.
I surely lose in the end.

Music. That is the only thing that never failed to catch me off guard.

I don't need a super-athlete to impress me.
Neither a super-good looking guy to take my breath away.
Nor a multimillionaire to buy me everything in the world.
I don't need a superhuman to catch me when I fall.

All I need is a simple melody that make this life a little bit easier, less complicated, and more colorful.

So guys, grab your guitar and sing me a song, will you :) LOL


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