Gwapo

For the past couple of weeks, I've been seriously toying with the idea of being gwapo. I mean, I really really want to be gwapo. Yes it's superficial but I don't know, it must be the stars and the weather that finally put me in this state. I guess I've grown quite tired of my existential rants and heartaches that I've reached that point when all my energies churn out thoughts and desires to be gwapo.

And yesterday was the final nail in the coffin.

As usual, I was the glorified secretary in my bosses' meeting yesterday. One of them was a young lawyer whom I found out to be just 35 years old. He's a bar topnotcher, working for one of the better-known firms in the country, a family guy with 2 kids. He's really really nice and yes, he is gwapo. Hay, he's perfect, nakakainis. Lol.

And while I was in the elevator making my way down the lobby, there was another young lawyer who was again, gwapo. Nakakainis na talaga!

I don't really consider this as reverting to a shallow mindset... because in the first place, I really am shallow. I mean I like Paris "even though the guys are crazy, even though the stars are blind" Hilton, what say you? Lol.

But then this might just be me displacing my desire to be in a better place. From missed and missing opportunities to looks. Envy can be such a drag.

Lots of guys out there who are young, successful and gwapo. Why do they have everything all at once?! Kainis!