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Confessions Of The Average Guy
Confessions of “The Average Guy”
Well, searching through the net, I always tend to feel a little insecure reading blogs of people who claim to be the alpha males, the Casanovas, players, who, according to their blogs, have a fairly amazing luck with everything, ladies, money, career, the hottest cars, the biggest cribs and the best hangout zones which I personally have never even though about.
So, it all just intrigues me, the good life, and here I am, with my plain moribund life, life of the AVERAGE GUY.
Ok, to be true, I am no Brad Pitt, not even close.
Well maybe a cross between Brad Pitt and Mick Jagger, with the least appealing traits inherited from both of them, the weird nose, the average height(a pretty average 5’ 9.5”) and the super weird jawline (just visualize mick Jagger).
So, ladies, ahh, nope, not that lucky with them.
The average guy doesn’t get laid like a rock star.
No, we don’t go into bars, say “how u doin?” and get worked upon in the washroom, nope sir we don’t.
Neither do hot girls approach us and say- “do u need company?”
Well, of course we do!
You just don’t seem to notice it!
So, to be honest, we have to work hard, we need to look the best, the best we can look, gather balls to approach a girl, mostly it turns out to be a no, but, even if she says yes, we don’t really know what to do next, BECAUSE WE ARE EMBARRASSED BY OUR INHERITED HATCHBACK. (A rusty Zen in my case)
It’s all messed up.
No, we still haven’t figured out what to do with our lives, we tend to idolize Steve Jobs, Mark Zuckerberg and Bill Gates, but, neither we have the balls to drop out of college, nor the amazing idea.
In fact, all we ever think about is an MBA or a job?
Yes, we need the money, but, we don’t know how to earn it.
Yes we need an effortless job, but we don’t know where to find it.
Yes we need the coolest career, but, we don’t know if it even exists or not.
Yes, we want to do an MBA, but, we can’t study for it.
Yes we want to do so many things with our lives, but, we won’t ever make any efforts to do them.
So, it sucks.
I spent my entire childhood watching either cartoon network, or MTV cribs.
And who can forget –PLEASE MTV! PIMP MY RIDE!
And all the sights of the amazing cribs, the king size bed, with a pool(YES!THEY ONCE SHOWED A BED WITH A SMALL LITTLE POOL IN THE CENTRE!).
The big LCD with a ps3.
A spa, Jacuzzi, and the wall shaking music system!
And here I am, sitting in my small old room, in front of my super slow pc, fighting with the mosquitoes, * THADAK* and another one bites the dust, ahh, never mind,
listening music on my earphones, thinking- where is the LCD? The Jacuzzi? The king size bed? While my family enjoys the IPL matches on the home theatre they decided to set up in their splendid room,
and I just wonder – MTV, WHY DON’T YOU CHECK MY CRIB OUT?
What? They might find the old punching bag and the ultra-cool 90’s stereo set interesting, you never know……..old school (yes that’s what I tell people who ask me to get my room renovated)
SO, the average guy, yes, we don’t have the best of everything, we don’t get laid every day, neither do we know what to do with our lives, but we do know how to keep calm and just enjoy the show..
because seriously, I won’t give up watching champion’s league matches on my old school TV at 1 am, nor the rusty pc that helped me pass my boredom, the old wardrobe where I used to hide while playing hide and seek with the childhood crush , the gloomy newspaper cutouts that were once my favorite football players, the single bed where I made out with my high school sweetheart, the old stereo set which still has an AC/DC cassette stuck in it or the junk box where I used to hide my love letters and my Pokémon cards, I would never trade them with the Jacuzzi or the fastest car, because in the end, it is …..my GOOD LIFE.
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