Models: Fear Them When You Don’t Know Them, Hate Them When They Steal From You

There are so many moments in our life when we look for models. Having models gives us a better idea of who we want to be. But sometimes, we end up hating those models. How? I’ll tell you how.

After my first week of gym in months and leaving behind what it could probably be a bad Valentine’s Day tradition, I was already feeling good with exercise. I was eating healthier, concentrating more in my job and getting closer to my friends.

However, there was only one thing in my head that kept spinning around like a hurricane: Where had Raphael gone? And why did he leave without any explanation?

Sometimes, you need to find out what happened with someone and why that person disappeared from one day to another. In order to get things straight (more or less), I decided to check the social networks. Fortunately he was on my facebook. So, as a good stalker, I began to daily double-check his profile, until a few days later I found out the reason why he had disappeared. 24 years old, 1.85mts, black hair, big nose, sexy, stylish and a model!! There he was. I had finally found my thief!

After two hours in front of my pc and one feeling completely stupid, I start thinking if it was necessary to satisfy my curiosity. Why did I want to know who Raphael was dating with? Maybe I should have stopped looking for his date at anytime. But do we really know when to stop? Are we completely masochists?

Sometimes is masochism. Sometimes it isn’t. But when you finish a relationship, you always have to make sure it has a closure; even more, when you finish two relationships. Sometimes one, or maybe both reappear. The thing is you don’t know when.

Raphael was on my facebook and Eduardo was on my BlackBerry Messenger waiting for an answer to his new status: “Please tell Love, I’m on vacation”. Should I answer it?

Next chapter: “The story of the selfish men.”

Karma: What Goes Around Comes Around

Not having enough time for me, seemed to be the perfect reason to finish my relationship with Eduardo. However, we know it’s not the only one. Giving up on Eduardo was easy because I knew that Raphael was there. What I didn’t know was how much time he would be.

The word Karma may sound familiar to many of you. It has many different meanings, depending on where you are or which religion you practice. So, as I was in Peru, I chose to believe the western culture meaning of “what goes around, comes around”, or in my case: “what comes around, goes around”.

A few days after I had broken up with Eduardo, I tried to set a date with Raphael to announce him my new status. The date never happened. Apparently he was looking for a one-month stand. So, that’s how I realized that Raphael had entered in my life as fast as no one had ever done before and it took him less time to walk away.

That was the perfect example of Karma and how you can lose things from one day to another. Worst of the case, Valentine’s was the week after. I felt how life was smiling at me… in a very ironic way: “Hey, couldn’t you make your mind on one? Well, now you get none. Enjoy Valentine’s!!”

In order to avoid the black hole, I decided to catch up with my friends. We went to a bar, which turned out to be a darkest hole. After one night of party, alcohol and destruction, we decided it was time to do some exercise, eat healthier, and look like Valentino’s male models on Valentine’s.

Our plan never succeeded. Valentino had unnatural standards for models and Valentine’s had no bigger plans, but a dinner with my friends, where I realized that I wasn’t going to accept any artificial things in my life but some flavors of food, not even to look like a Valentino’s male model.

Models were the last thing I needed in my life, and unexpectedly models were the ones who took away Raphael.

Next chapter: “Models: fear them when you don’t know them, hate them when they steal from you.”