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I would have made one myself, but Marco Huggins did it perfectly, and no one else could have done it any better. Every word in his entry, I nodded on in agreement. The entire time I was reading it, I was shouting “this is so true!” in my mind. Was it coincidence, or is it just that guys from different parts of the world have experienced this or at least close to what he wrote? And I am going to be right to say that this deserves a space in my “Date a Girl Who…” Category. 🙂

** This is in response to the recently becoming viral “Don’t Date A Girl Who Travels”. Apparently, there have been a lot of revised entries of the kind, found in this link.

Here’s an excerpt to the entry. The entire article is found on this link: Don’t date a girl who travels (the men’s version) 

… “Don’t date a girl who travels. She spends her days and nights complaining about how much she hates her job and her life. She’ll ponder relocating to a new, exotic location- like San Diego, but make no real attempts to improve herself or even relocate. This lack of commitment will mean she’ll never have a steady job. Which means she won’t have any money. Which means, well, you know the rest.

Don’t date a girl who travels. Her voyages far and wide have resulted in manys a night slept in the company of a stranger. In conversations frequent she will bring up these past lovers. When she begins these anecdotal conversations, do yourself a favor and cut her off. Then ask her if she wouldn’t mind standing up, taking two steps back, and then walking forward and kicking upwards into your balls with as much force as possible.”

My mom is a teacher. She started her career in teaching way before I was born. I have a lot of love and respect to the teachers, and my heart is so close to them. I have spent around three quarters of my life in their supervision, and I am no stranger to the job that people do in the academe.

Now, this one, from the creator of http://ofrainbowsandansweredprayers.wordpress.com, I find it a bit patronizing, although written lightheartedly, feminine and… quite subjective to be honest. Since this is the first time I’ve seen such an entry online, it still deserves a spot in my “Date a Girl Who…” category.

Do check the other entries and get ideas as to what other people think and recommend of who and who not to date. 🙂

Here’s the link to the complete text: Date a Girl Who Teaches

“Date a girl who teaches children. Date a girl who enjoys more in a bookstore for school supplies and children’s books rather than in make-up store. She has problems with storage space because she has too many trinkets and storybooks to keep. Date a girl who has a list of stories that she wants to have and read, who has a collection of Aklat Adarna, Leo Lionni and Eric Carle’s books. 

Find a girl who teaches. You’ll know that she does because she always carries supersized bags. She’s the one who has everything in her tote. From art-project glitter materials to wet wipes. She has to carry her laptop almost everyday and all those papers and booklets that only she can understand. She might forget to bring her lipstick, but she won’t forget to carry her water bottle and pencil case with colourful pens in it.

 It is easy enough to date a girl who teaches. She won’t want expensive gifts; you can buy storybook for her birthday, flowers for Teacher’s day, craft punchers for Christmas. You can buy her anything but please spare her with coffee mugs; she has lots from her students.”

“…Experience dating a girl who teaches young children and you’ll be surprised of the life lessons you’ll learn from her. She will definitely touch your life.”

Now, this article, from Kristine, on her http://nagbabasangpinoy.wordpress.com/ , I found another entry, which I have again read from a friend’s wall, is a bit more interesting. It may be offering a different view on how we choose which girl to date – or not to date, but nevertheless, I still find it interesting and worthy of being included in my collection.

Click Don’t Date a Girl Who Climbs Mountains to see the original entry. Kudos to Kristine for the article.

Don’t date a girl who climbs mountains. Don’t go out with a girl whose idea of having a good time is to walk for hours in the middle of nowhere with a 10-kilogram load on her back. She’s the one with the dirty arm warmers, worn-out leggings, and a sunburned face that’s beyond repair of any whitening product.

Be wary of the girl who has been to the summit. She won’t stop talking about the peaks she has reached. She’ll go on and on about every tree, beetle and sunset she has seen until your ears bleed. She stops on the trail to take pictures of wild mushrooms while you scratch your head and wonder why she’s fussing over a fungus.

…You won’t be the only man in her life. She goes on climbs with other guys, hangs out with them for days, and bonds with them over hot soup in the morning and raucous laughter during socials. She’s comfortable being one of the boys and doesn’t feel the need to explain herself to anyone.

Don’t date a girl who climbs mountains. Your shoes will get muddy, life will be messy and your world will never be the same again.

I read this article from a friend’s wall.  I have since dedicated a category in my blog for entries like this, and just because I’ve got some special friends who are just like what is described below. 🙂

Credits to Gail for everything you’re about to read. I don’t know her personally, but I’d like to send my thanks to her. Because of her, I get to have a good addition to my collection.

Click the title to read the full article. I have included here some interesting lines, though. 

Date a Girl Who Climbs Mountains

Date a girl who climbs mountains. Date a girl who conquers steep slopes with a towering 60Liter backpack and muddy shoes. She will look at every challenging mountain with a smile on her face because she embraces adventure and she finds utmost exhilaration upon reaching every summit.

…Once she reaches the summit, she will spread her arms, close her eyes and lift her head up, breathing fresh air with a smile on her face. You will look at her and you will see bliss. She will sit there and wait for the sunset, gazing into the vast horizon. She will tell you stories about her first climb, when she encountered a spider in her tent and she will ask you questions about how you pack your backpack. Your conversation will suddenly stop when she sees the sunset. She will nail her eyes to the fiery sun as the sky ablaze with stunning shades of purple, pink, orange and red. Twilight bores you but you’ll notice that she still has this sweet smile on her face and you’ll wonder why…

… Sit with her on the grass and offer her a warm jacket while watching the moon and the stars. Make coffee on her Nalgene bottle. She will continue to share stories and will crack jokes about how funny you looked like when you slipped on a swampy trail. You envy her that after 8-10 grueling hours of trekking she still has this energy to make you laugh. When you ask why she’s still smiling after sunset, she will answer “Because I can’t wait to see the sunrise”

Love a girl who climbs mountains and she will share her positive outlook in life with you. Ask her why she climbs mountains and she will answer “Because it’s there”. Ask her why she married you and she’ll get your hand, put it on her heart and will say “Because you’re here”

DATE A GIRL WHO WRITES

Posted: November 26, 2012 in Date a Girl Who...
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Finally, after looking all over the internet for this article for so long! 😀

This was posted on a blog, with the author also mentioning that the source for the article is really from an anonymous writer. So whoever you are, thanks for making my collection of the Date a Girl Who… complete with this one. Cheers!

And the Blog goes… :

DATE A GIRL WHO WRITES

After reading the “Date A Girl Who Reads” article, I knew someone out there would have written a response with “Date A Girl Who Writes”. Thus, here it is. I wish I knew who to credit for this, but I couldn’t find a name.

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Date a girl who writes because she will be able to recall in detail the dialog between you two, and while it gets you in trouble, it’s endearing and sweet at the same time that she remembers. This also forces you to choose your words carefully and you will become an expert in diction.

Date a girl who writes because she understands the complexities of characters, and knows you are more than your successes, failures, winnings, or losses. She loves all the layers of you, all the deep parts and even the shallow. When you are acting like the villain, she will see the goodness in you. When you are the hero, she’ll still secretly admire your flaws. All the depths of you become her big adventure.

Date a girl who writes because she will give you the most beautiful settings you’ve ever seen. She writes about the paradises she imagines, the paradises she has been to, and shares them with you.

Date a girl who writes because sometimes a little silence is welcome.

Date a girl who writes because the post-it on your refrigerator reminding you to buy milk will be original and full of adorable metaphors. And because she is so creative, she’ll put the post-it in your shoe rather than on your fridge.

In the fairy tale that is your life together, she will always make you prince charming, and happily ever after is a guarantee.

Date a girl who writes because when the poetry dies, she will make sure her prose keeps you alive.

Date a girl who writes because she understands the value of word choice, and will mean everything she says to you.

Date a girl who writes because she will ask you interesting things like “What does your name mean?” so that she may use it in a book someday. Not to mention you get to have a better understanding of yourself when you Google your own name.

She’s always looking for the page-turner, which becomes quite exciting for you.

The storyline will never have to end. She will write all the sequels that keep your love breathing. And just so that you remember all the things you love about her, she’ll make sure to include prequels too.

You’ll never have to worry about dementia, amnesia, or Alzheimer’s in your later life. She has already written out your story so that you may remember each other forever.

Buying gifts for her is oh-so-simple because she knows the incredible worth of a pen and paper.

She’ll write you emails because the laptop is her friend, but prefers to show you how she cares by painstakingly writing you pages upon pages of letters when you two are separated.

Date a girl who writes because she can take criticism and turn it into wit, disappointment into accomplishment, and sadness into laughter with the wave of her pen.

Sex is like a dirty, raunchy romantic novel you don’t dare read in public.

She will spend her life coming up with a thousand different ways to tell you how incredible you are as she is not fond of repetition. But the words she will wear out is “I love you,” because even she knows there is no better substitute for them in the history of writing.

Date a girl who writes because you will be her muse, her inspiration. Without you, she will have writer’s block. Or write the greatest tragedy since Cleopatra and Mark Antony. Either way, you are the man she will always write.

Everyday she fascinates you with a new genre. Today she is Romance, tomorrow Philosophy.

Date a girl who writes because when the cold winter of life traps you in old age, there will be somebody there to describe for you the summers in Paris, heat in Arabian nights, and tropical forests in South America so that you feel the warmth of adventure as if you were there. And so, in the twilight of your life, you will feel the touch of youth.

And finally, you must date a girl who writes because it is she who will allow you to live forever. With just her pen, she will make sure that you never grow old nor die nor fade, remembered for generations to come. A character in one of her stories, you will be given the gift of immortality.

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Now, this one is a bit more interesting. From stopaskingthewrongquestions  :

Date a girl who writes.

Date a girl who may never wear completely clean clothes, because of coffee stains and ink spills. She’ll have many problems with her closet space, and her laptop is never boring because there are so many words, so many worlds that she’s cluttered amidst the space. Tabs open filled with obscure and popular music. Interesting factoids about Catherine the Great, and the immortality of jellyfish. Laugh it off when she tells you that she forgot to clean her room, that her clothes are lost among the binders so it’ll take her longer to get ready, that her shoes hidden under the mountain of broken Bic pens and the refurbished laptop that she’s saved for ever since she was twelve.

Kiss her under the lamppost, when it’s raining. Tell her your definition of love.

Find a girl who writes. You’ll know that she has a sense of humor, a sense of empathy and kindness, and that she will dream up worlds, universes for you. She’s the one with the faintest of shadows underneath her eyelids, the one who smells of coffee and Coca-cola and jasmine green tea. You see that girl hunched over a notebook. That’s the writer. With her fingers occasionally smudged with charcoal, with ink that will travel onto your hands when you interlock your fingers with her’s. She will never stop, churning out adventures, of traitors and heroes. Darkness and light. Fear and love. That’s the writer. She can never resist filling a blank page with words, whatever the color of the page is.

She’s the girl reading while waiting for her coffee and tea. She’s the quiet girl with her music turned up loud (or impossibly quiet), separating the two of you by an ocean of crescendos and decrescendos as she’s thinking of the perfect words. If you take a peek at her cup, the tea or coffee’s already cold. She’s already forgotten it.

Use a pick-up line with her if she doesn’t look too busy.

If she raises her head, offer to buy her another cup of coffee. Or of tea. She’ll repay you with stories. If she closes her laptop, give her your critique of Tolstoy, and your best theories of Hannibal and the Crossing. Tell her your characters, your dreams, and ask if she gotten through her first novel.

It is hard to date a girl who writes. But be patient with her. Give her books for her birthday, pretty notebooks for Christmas and for anniversaries, moleskins and bookmarks and many, many books. Give her the gift of words, for writers are talkative people, and they are verbose in their thanks. Let her know that you’re behind her every step of the way, for the lines between fiction and reality are fluid.

She’ll give you a chance.

Don’t lie to her. She’ll understand the syntax behind your words. She’ll be disappointed by your lies, but a girl who writes will understand. She’ll understand that sometimes even the greatest heroes fail, and that happy endings take time, both in fiction and reality. She’s realistic. A girl who writes isn’t impatient; she will understand your flaws. She will cherish them, because a girl who writes will understand plot. She’ll understand that endings happen for better or for worst.

A girl who writes will not expect perfection from you. Her narratives are rich, her characters are multifaceted because of interesting flaws. She’ll understand that a good book does not have perfect characters; villains and tragic flaws are the salt of books. She’ll understand trouble, because it spices up her story. No author wants an invincible hero; the girl who writes will understand that you are only human.

Be her compatriot, be her darling, her love, her dream, her world.

If you find a girl who writes, keep her close. If you find her at two AM, typing furiously, the neon gaze of the light illuminating her furrowed forehead, place a blanket gently on her so that she does not catch a chill. Make her a pot of tea, and sit with her. You may lose her to her world for a few moments, but she will come back to you, brimming with treasure. You will believe in her every single time, the two of you illuminated only by the computer screen, but invincible in the darkness.

She is your Shahrazad. When you are afraid of the dark, she will guide you, her words turning into lanterns, turning into lights and stars and candles that will guide you through your darkest times. She’ll be the one to save you.

She’ll whisk you away on a hot air balloon, and you will be smitten with her. She’s mischievous, frisky, yet she’s quiet and when she has to kill off a lovely character, when she cries, hold her and tell her that it will be alright.

You will propose to her. Maybe on a boat in the ocean, maybe in a little cottage in the Appalachian Mountains. Maybe in New York City. Maybe Chicago. Baltimore. Maybe outside her publisher’s office. Because she’s radiant, wherever she goes. Maybe even outside of a cinema where the two of you kiss in the rain. She’ll say that it is overused and clichéd, but the glint in her eyes will tell you that she appreciates it all the same.

You will smile hard as she talks a mile a second, and your heart will skip a beat when she holds your hand and she will write stories of your lives together. She’ll hold you close and whisper secrets into your ears. She’s lovely, remember that. She’s self made and she’s brilliant. Her names for the children might be terrible, but you’ll be okay with that. A girl who writes will tell your children fantastical stories.

Because that is the best part about a girl who writes. She has imagination and she has courage, and it will be enough. She’ll save you in the oceans of her dreams, and she’ll be your catharsis and your 11:11. She’ll be your firebird and she’ll be your knight, and she’ll become your world, in the curve of her smile, in the hazel of her eye the half-dimple on her face, the words that are pouring out of her, a torrent, a wave, a crescendo – so many sensations that you will be left breathless by a girl who writes.

Maybe she’s not the best at grammar, but that is okay.

Date a girl who writes because you deserve it. She’s witty, she’s empathetic, enigmatic at times and she’s lovely. She’s got the most colorful life. She may be living in NYC or she may be living in a small cottage. Date a girl who writes because a girl who writes reads.

A girl who writes will understand reality. She’ll be infuriating at times, and maybe sometimes you will hate her. Sometimes she will hate you too. But a girl who writes understands human nature, and she will understand that you are weak. She will not leave on the Midnight Train the first moment that things go sour. She will understand that real life isn’t like a story, because while she works in stories, she lives in reality.

Date a girl who writes.

Because there is nothing better then a girl who writes.

I got it from this site:

Date a girl who travels. Date a girl who would rather save up for out of town trips or day trips than buy new shoes or clothes. She may not look like a fashion plate, but behind that tanned and freckled face from all the days out in the sun, lies a mind that can take you places and an open heart that will take you for what you are, not for what you can be.

Date a girl who travels. You’ll recognize her by the backpack she always carries. She won’t be carrying a dainty handbag; where will she put her travel journal, her pens, and the LED flashlight that’s always attached to her bag’s zipper? In a small purse, how can she bring the small coil of travel string, the wet tissues, the box of cracker, and the bottle of water she’s always ready with, just in case something happens and she can’t go home yet?

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.. as the owner of the blog site Solitary Wanderer asked me to not reveal the entire contents of her article, I just decided to put in here the first two paragraphs of her work. You know the drill, people.  As much as I would like to share everything in here, I also need to consider and would like to show my respect to Ms. Aleah, the lady behind Solitary Wanderer.  🙂

Date A Girl Who Eats

Posted: June 3, 2012 in Date a Girl Who...

Of all the versions of  “Date a Girl Who…” , I think this is for me… :

I found this note from a page of a friend and all I can say is that… it’s WELL-WRITTEN

by Bianca Consunji

Date a girl who eats. Date a girl who dares to order a steak instead of slowly picking at salad leaves dressed with vinaigrette on the first date. She is the girl who knows what’s good on the menu, and knows that carbonara is often ordered by the bland brigade of people who don’t know any better.

Take her to a steak restaurant; make sure that you order your steak medium rare and not well done, because she knows that only barbarians order well done. Steak, medium rare, is the best way to identify good meat from the mediocre. She skips the Hollandaise and tucks in, stopping only for a bite of potatoes in between. The girl who eats doesn’t beat around the bush: she knows that steaks that require sauce are insecure.

Date her because that’s the same way she likes guys: substantial, and real. You won’t need to impress her with fancy restaurants, because the girl who eats has been to roadside eateries that serve food that’s just as good—or even better—than stuffy establishments. Knock down a stick of barbecue and a good, cold beer with her (as long as you don’t ice it down to a watery mess).

When you’re with the girl who eats, you won’t have to worry if there’s a fried chicken grease spot on your shirt, or if there’s ketchup on your cheek. She’ll understand—she’s been there. Maybe as a joke she’ll smear cake icing on the tip of your nose and kiss it off.

Date a girl who eats because she’ll take care of you. She’ll feed you chicken soup when you’re sick, and bake cookies on lazy weekends. A girl who eats isn’t afraid of adventure, and is constantly in search of new things to try: fried milk, chocolate bacon, tequila-flavored ice cream.

The girl who eats will go all over the world in search of the perfect meal, but knows that often, the best things are the ones closest to home. She will keep coming back to the basics: a bowl of steaming rice topped with her mom’s beef stew, flavored with onions and pepper; her grandmother’s soup, the result of hours of stirring in the kitchen. Her dad’s grilled cheese sandwiches, done in five minutes, but no less impressive.

Maybe one day, while the two of you share a slice of cake, she’ll realize that you’ve occupied a permanent place in her heart in the same way the stews and soups from home have, and she won’t have to go around the world in search of the perfect meal. Because anything you make for her at that point is the perfect meal, even if you char the steak and forget to salt the potatoes.