To excite is to be able to elicit or arouse a emotional response from someone. In this respect, I suppose a lot of people are exciting. My ex-boyfriends were exciting. My students certainly are exciting. Some of my friends are exciting. All of them exciting boys.
Yes, they're able to elicit strong emotional responses from me. Just not very nice responses. I appreciate that anger is not the kind of response you want to get from me, but then I could be wrong. It is, after all, only an assumption that you want the best for me. There are those who who probably would love to see me lose my temper. And not just in a small way, where I threaten to kick you somewhere, but to a larger extent, where I glare at you and storm off. And yet, sometimes wanting the best for me also does create this same situation.
So, for the sake of my happiness, I shall delineate clearly what I mean by "exciting" in a positive way. A guy exciting enough for me is able to keep pace with my wild side as and when it surfaces. He understands that it's necessary to let your hair down once in a while. To go crazy and forget conventions. He, too, has a bad side, and recognises that. He knows how to flirt, how to tease, how to amuse his audience.
An exciting guy knows how to have fun. When I say fun, I mean something spontaneous, something enjoyable and definitely unexpected. I realise a lot of things fall into this category depending on the kind of person you are. There are a lot of things that excite me. A good book. Jewellry. Shopping. An arcade game. Visiting new places. Badminton. Soccer. Captain's ball. Canoeing. Most sports. A guy trying to pick me up and depending on how good looking it is, this could range from mild amusement to sweaty palms and palpitations. I've never experienced the more extreme range.
Ooh. Fight then sex. Sorry. Distracted by "Indecent Proposal".
Yeah anyway. There's no point having this conversation. Even the most exciting guy will get boring with age, predictable with time.
Robert Redford just offered to buy Demi Moore a dress. This kind of thing only happens in movies. Or maybe just if you're Demi Moore. And that is a really cute couple routine.
"Did I ever tell you I love you?" "No." "I do." "Still?" "Always."
And boy do I love people who make me laugh. And the money. I love the money...A rich and humourous guy would be the most exciting kind of guy for me.
Hahaha. But since I have my own income, I'll just settle for a funny one.
:: nimezs @ 9:30 pm [+] ::
