Seeing the title, you must have chuckled at it, and meantime wondered what I have got to say. Well, to give a clear account of the story, let me begin with my roommate and a conversation held between us over this the other day.
Generally, my roommate is the beauteous type in boys’ eyes: double-fold eyelids
, big eyes, almond-shaped face, tall figure, and dyed brown long hair. In fact,
during the past four years, she has been pursued by dozens of boys around. Interestingly, however, she hasn’t got a bf yet.
So what happened? Shouldn’t a beauty, like her, deserve a nice guy as other commonplace girls do? Shouldn’t Cupid, the naughty creature, be righteous to everybody? That night we chatted over this. I jokingly suggested that she may have too crabbed at her pursuers. To this she disapproved, and complained that it was just nice guys were too rare to find nowadays.
For further proving to me, she named out her plenty of pursuers and showed me how faulty they were: this is too ugly; this is too shallow; this is ok, but too slothful; And this, his way of walking is just too funny. “Then how is the guy who collaborated with me on the graduation thesis?” I interrupted. “Well, I did
see him once. He is ok, but he is too…, you know what I mean”.
I can’t exactly remember what I replied then, and how our talk came to an end.
But it happens that I did remember her attitude toward her wooers. And I fail to
understand. Is it indeed true that none of them deserves her attention? Or the
problem should just rest on her prejudice?
She said she wanted to be with a nice guy. Well, who doesn’t? But what’s her
definition of “nice”? It seems to me her so-called nice is just appearance stuff. She focused on it so much that she didn’t leave her pursuers any chance, so
her herself in time. She didn’t approve of my saying she was sort of picky, but her words and actual behavior did.
It reminded me of what a psychologist said once: When people in a relationship stay long, their partner’s appearance would become less and less important by time, whereas their personality, like how they think of life and how they treat others, would gently surge onto the surface and matter.
I can’t deny that appearance ranks none in terms of choosing a guy. But I think
, like the psychologist implied, appearance decays by the tide of time, only what’s inside the guy stands and matters the most. There should be nice guys somewhere, waiting for us, I believe. But for finding them, I suppose, it’s indispensable for guys, like my roommate, to open their mind and revolutionize their partial definition of “nice”.
Caroline