History in the making

So I had a "boyfriend" for a week, it was my first and my last - for awhile anyways. I broke it off due to the fact that he wasn't my type and I really wasn't interested nor had the proper amount of time or energy to put forth what it would take. He kinda freaked me out a little bit too in the sence that he started liking everything i like and disliked everything i dispize. I kinda feel crappy for putting him through that but at least I never lied to him, I was myself. He lives in California and we are just from two seperate worlds - I'm a small town girl and he definately is from a place where judging people by race, sexual orientation, etc. I was so deeply offended because I know people from mexico, and people who are black and they are some of the coolest people I know. I know people who are over-weight. To judge someone by their outward appearance is wrong. God made them too and loves them just as much.