And once again, a male friend called me high maintenance.
I really don’t know where that impression is coming from. Ask my female friends, and they’d tell you that I’m anything but high maintenance. I commute, for one thing (Taking a cab is technically commuting, right?). I eat anywhere (Kaya kong mabuhay sa KFC). And the one thing that makes me happy is chocolate, kahit choc nut lang yan. So really, where is that perception coming from?
The truth is, it takes so little to make me happy. And what men should know is that as long as we like you, we’re willing to let go of our preferences just for you. Case in point: I seriously considered relocating to J’s province, even when my friends were kidding me that I won’t survive there “dahil walang starbucks dun, blend 45 lang.” Haha. Of course, that love story didn’t prosper. But to this day, that episode reminds me of how much I can compromise for someone I like.
Wherefore, let’s put to rest that impression that I am “high maintenance.” Yes, I’m a lawyer, but that’s just my job. At the end of the day, I go home, watch all those inane telenovelas, swoon over Xian Lim (may that guy never grow old and stay that way forever!), tweet my shallow random thoughts, and dream of a relationship with someone who knows exactly how to make me happy. It takes so little to do that, you know? So very little. 😉