Sweethearts

Perfection has its pitfalls. It's never easy being an icon placed on a high pedestal since everyone's just breathlessly waiting for that unfortunate event to tip them over for the inevitable fall. Schadenfreude at work.

One of the sweetest, most agreeable guys I know is Jaunty Jared. Seriously. He's one of the few souls I know who goes out of his way to please everyone - up to and including his occasionally demanding ( though not unreasonably ) horror mama. Wouldn't surprise me to find him voted for Most Liked Fella in his year.


Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry?
Why do you hate me?
I wouldn't call Jared perfect since he's far from that - I'd certainly vehemently abhor anyone who's a shining paragon after all! Just like any red-blooded guy, Jared has his little foibles after all ( makes me wanna pat him on his lil streaked blond head sometimes ) but he at least strives for perfection.

Obviously clear from my blog that I've long given up on any pretension of achieving perfection.

So during a shockingly informative tete a tete this evening when it was revealed that one of our acquiantance actually secretly disliked Jared in connection with his boyfriend ( someone his boyfriend once had a naughty clandestine fling with ), I found myself secretly amused. To hate Jared? I couldn't see exactly how anyone could possibly find it in themselves to loathe such an agreeable fellow!

Paul : He hates you? MUAHAHAHAHA!
Jared : I don't know why! I tried to make him like me.
Paul : You are dating his ex. Of course he hates you! There should be a law or something. And trying so hard would make him hate you more no doubt!
Jared : But what did I do!
Paul : You exist. Reason enough I should think.

And though he denied it vehemently and claimed he didn't give a damn, it wasn't that difficult to see that Jared was genuinely baffled by the unprecedented enmity. Probably his first time featuring on a hate list - no doubt secretly peeved that someone actually detested him!

Me, I know how it feels. Wouldn't surprise me if I had quite a few frenemies out there just waiting to strangle me, Charming Calvin included :P I wouldn't claim to be a saint after all.

And let's face it, after all despite how unfailingly hard you try ( and what all the simple feel-good melodies claim ) not everyone's going to get along. Lifelong prejudices and shared, often convoluted histories will inevitably cloud relationships. Simply written in the stars that certain personalities are going to clash and remain at sixes and sevens forever.