“Ienai Kotoba” - Seki Tomokazu

I watched Kate Beckinsale’s version of Emma just tonight, borrowed it from library, and LE SIGH! The smarmy Mr. Frank Churchill or the ever so right Mr. Knightley? I thought about it, because back then, I didn’t. I didn’t think about these two stereotypes to being my preference, and yet yup, here they are. The smarmy gentleman and the manly gentleman. XDDDD Difference? The smarmy man’s self is too similar to my own, and the just man is, how shall I say, just right. ::rubs head:: As I’m giving this a thought, I would love to snag a smarmy one because I wouldn’t be so influenced by his charm but set on whipping him straight, but the other one is so much less work! Weird. Comparing dream men, and only to find that one is completely and utterly too much work, despite how much I like it. So, tell me something, where do I stand? I don’t know, actually.. I really don’t know. Considering that one of my past choices is similar to the just one and yet as far from it as possible at the same time. Oi. Headache. Too much. Why can’t my life be simple and find whom I truly love, but then let’s not go into that now, shall we? My story ended in heartbreak and heartbroken I remain.