Friday, March 24, 2006
its been a year now
a lot of things have changed
the thing I was problematizing a year ago is over
a lot of things have been mended
a lot if things have been broken
broken dreams, shattered hopes
the thing I was problematizing a year ago is over
a lot of things have been mended
a lot if things have been broken
broken dreams, shattered hopes
its been a year now
a lot of things have changed
the thing I was problematizing a year ago is over
a lot of things have been mended
a lot if things have been broken
broken dreams, shattered hopes
the thing I was problematizing a year ago is over
a lot of things have been mended
a lot if things have been broken
broken dreams, shattered hopes
Friday, August 12, 2005
Death of a Nice Guy by Azrael...
Women are always saying how they want a nice guy... someone who will open up to them, spend time with them, do nice things for them, in general, be there for them.
Bullshit.
Next time I hear that from a woman, I will say exactly that. Bullshit. Because you don't want the nice guys. Sure, you can say you do all you want, and maybe you can trick yourself into believing it too. But the truth is - you want the jerks. You want the guys who show an interest in you, then back off for no apparent reason. You want the guys who don't call you for two weeks, and when they do they swear up and down they're committed to you. You want the ones who don't talk to you, don't open up at all (and you want to change them to boot!) If you do find a nice guy, you make sure he's unattainable. He has a girlfriend,
or he's gay, or he doesn't want a relationship at all. Basically, you want what you can't have.
You know how I know this? I used to be a nice guy. Yeah, I'm the one you always come running to when the jerks screw you over. I listen to your problems, I offer advice. Like all nice guys before me, and the
countless ones after, I'm always there to back you up. I tell you how pretty you are. I tell you how fun it is to spend time with you, how cool you are, how you deserve great things. You say thanks, briefly,
and then continue to rant about Jerk #2873.
I tell you over and over that you deserve a better guy, and there's always that "but...". Then you call me up at 1 in the morning some night just to tell me how he finally called you after two weeks, and
how happy it's made you. You make excuses for why he's been ignoring you. You make more plans to change him. "If." And, do you know what the worst part is? This is the guy you're attracted to. This is the
guy you're willing to get physical with. This is the guy you're willing to lose your virginity to. You make a big deal about how you're not a slut, and you won't just kiss any guy. But you admit that
you would go all the way with this guy. Or you want to. Or, you already have.
No, you don't want a nice guy. And don't give me that bullshit about "a good man is hard to find." There are millions of them out there. Probably hundreds around where you live. And I'm willing to bet you
know a few. You know that guy you call at any hour at night to talk about your relationship triumphs/problems? The one who always compliments you, makes you feel better about yourself? Is always
willing to drop whatever he's doing to satisfy your needs? What about him? No, of course not him. He's not enough of a jerk for you. And the worst part? You don't want him now... but you will. When you get older, oh, say 30, and the ticking of your biological clock gets louder and louder, and you realize you can't play these bullshit games anymore, you stop going for the jerks and find the closest nice guy you can find. Wait, I take that back, the absolute worst part is that we let you do it. We've been starved for your attention since puberty, and now we're all too happy to get it. We're nice guys too, so we
accept you when you come around, instead of giving you the cold shoulder in return you've been giving us for 15 years.
I used to be a nice guy. Fuck that. I took the phone calls, I dished out the compliments, I listened, I gave so much advice, shit, I should have a doctorate in psychology conferred to me right this instant. I
used to be a nice guy, and I figured that I didn't need to actively look for a girl - that if I just got to know people, some girl would get to know me and really like me and develop an interest in me. I
thought that I would make for an ideal partner, I'd open up with you, and be there as much or as little as you wanted me to.
I used to be a nice guy. What did that get me? 21 years of my right hand and softcore porn on Showtime. So, fuck it. Fuck it entirely. I'm not going to try to meet women and get to know them, and to hell with
the phone calls at one in the morning. Next time you start bitching to me over the fact that he hasn't called in a week, I'm just going to smile at you and say "Ok." In fact, maybe, I'll tell you to call him.
Better yet, go over to his house, and drop your pants for him right this moment. Save us all some time. I feel the desire to be that good, dependable, caring friend slipping rapidly away.
Women are always saying how they want a nice guy... someone who will open up to them, spend time with them, do nice things for them, in general, be there for them.
Bullshit.
Next time I hear that from a woman, I will say exactly that. Bullshit. Because you don't want the nice guys. Sure, you can say you do all you want, and maybe you can trick yourself into believing it too. But the truth is - you want the jerks. You want the guys who show an interest in you, then back off for no apparent reason. You want the guys who don't call you for two weeks, and when they do they swear up and down they're committed to you. You want the ones who don't talk to you, don't open up at all (and you want to change them to boot!) If you do find a nice guy, you make sure he's unattainable. He has a girlfriend,
or he's gay, or he doesn't want a relationship at all. Basically, you want what you can't have.
You know how I know this? I used to be a nice guy. Yeah, I'm the one you always come running to when the jerks screw you over. I listen to your problems, I offer advice. Like all nice guys before me, and the
countless ones after, I'm always there to back you up. I tell you how pretty you are. I tell you how fun it is to spend time with you, how cool you are, how you deserve great things. You say thanks, briefly,
and then continue to rant about Jerk #2873.
I tell you over and over that you deserve a better guy, and there's always that "but...". Then you call me up at 1 in the morning some night just to tell me how he finally called you after two weeks, and
how happy it's made you. You make excuses for why he's been ignoring you. You make more plans to change him. "If." And, do you know what the worst part is? This is the guy you're attracted to. This is the
guy you're willing to get physical with. This is the guy you're willing to lose your virginity to. You make a big deal about how you're not a slut, and you won't just kiss any guy. But you admit that
you would go all the way with this guy. Or you want to. Or, you already have.
No, you don't want a nice guy. And don't give me that bullshit about "a good man is hard to find." There are millions of them out there. Probably hundreds around where you live. And I'm willing to bet you
know a few. You know that guy you call at any hour at night to talk about your relationship triumphs/problems? The one who always compliments you, makes you feel better about yourself? Is always
willing to drop whatever he's doing to satisfy your needs? What about him? No, of course not him. He's not enough of a jerk for you. And the worst part? You don't want him now... but you will. When you get older, oh, say 30, and the ticking of your biological clock gets louder and louder, and you realize you can't play these bullshit games anymore, you stop going for the jerks and find the closest nice guy you can find. Wait, I take that back, the absolute worst part is that we let you do it. We've been starved for your attention since puberty, and now we're all too happy to get it. We're nice guys too, so we
accept you when you come around, instead of giving you the cold shoulder in return you've been giving us for 15 years.
I used to be a nice guy. Fuck that. I took the phone calls, I dished out the compliments, I listened, I gave so much advice, shit, I should have a doctorate in psychology conferred to me right this instant. I
used to be a nice guy, and I figured that I didn't need to actively look for a girl - that if I just got to know people, some girl would get to know me and really like me and develop an interest in me. I
thought that I would make for an ideal partner, I'd open up with you, and be there as much or as little as you wanted me to.
I used to be a nice guy. What did that get me? 21 years of my right hand and softcore porn on Showtime. So, fuck it. Fuck it entirely. I'm not going to try to meet women and get to know them, and to hell with
the phone calls at one in the morning. Next time you start bitching to me over the fact that he hasn't called in a week, I'm just going to smile at you and say "Ok." In fact, maybe, I'll tell you to call him.
Better yet, go over to his house, and drop your pants for him right this moment. Save us all some time. I feel the desire to be that good, dependable, caring friend slipping rapidly away.
Saturday, May 14, 2005
tapos na...
It's the end of my vacation here in the states...
snap back to reality...
anu na kaya ang mangyayari?
snap back to reality...
anu na kaya ang mangyayari?
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
I can't sleep
Can't seem to get any sleep right now...
I'm headin for Michigan tomorrow.
It's not that I have a lot of things in mind...
no...actually it is...
I'm thinkin of a lot of things but nothins on my mind ryt now
In one way or another...some things have been resolved
I just don't know if things will stay the same?
Hindi ako mapakali...
I guess I needed to get out of my comfort zone
in order to grow
bahala na...hopin for the best...
I'm headin for Michigan tomorrow.
It's not that I have a lot of things in mind...
no...actually it is...
I'm thinkin of a lot of things but nothins on my mind ryt now
In one way or another...some things have been resolved
I just don't know if things will stay the same?
Hindi ako mapakali...
I guess I needed to get out of my comfort zone
in order to grow
bahala na...hopin for the best...
Thursday, April 21, 2005
life
GOD!A lot of things has happened..
It seems like a lot of things came to my life like a whirlwind..
One minute I'm enjoying the sunset at the beach..
The next thing you know, I'm regretting the things that happened..
Afterwards I learned that I finally overcome an obstacle while creating a new one..
Now I'm in the states enjoying the sights..
the silence is defeaning...
It seems like a lot of things came to my life like a whirlwind..
One minute I'm enjoying the sunset at the beach..
The next thing you know, I'm regretting the things that happened..
Afterwards I learned that I finally overcome an obstacle while creating a new one..
Now I'm in the states enjoying the sights..
the silence is defeaning...
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
20...twenty...bente
I just turned twney yesterday...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!... :p
To all the people that greeted me...Thank you very much
I treated some friends to yellow cab...I bought two 18" Pizzas but it seems that it got devoured...never bring a monkey and an orc along if you don't want hungry creatures along...hehe :p
Steph found a piece of tape in her pizza...furious she went to the counter...she got a pint of ice cream in return...Pistachio...It was labeled yellow cab but tasted more like Fruits in ice cream :)
Went home...Went to mass to thank God for all his blessings...Got a massage from my Masseuse...it was all good...I had dinner with all my family...finally got to open my gift...It was sheets for my bed...they were really nice :p
All in all it was great
EXPREALITYPAND
To all the people that greeted me...Thank you very much
I treated some friends to yellow cab...I bought two 18" Pizzas but it seems that it got devoured...never bring a monkey and an orc along if you don't want hungry creatures along...hehe :p
Steph found a piece of tape in her pizza...furious she went to the counter...she got a pint of ice cream in return...Pistachio...It was labeled yellow cab but tasted more like Fruits in ice cream :)
Went home...Went to mass to thank God for all his blessings...Got a massage from my Masseuse...it was all good...I had dinner with all my family...finally got to open my gift...It was sheets for my bed...they were really nice :p
All in all it was great
EXPREALITYPAND
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Too much of a good thing
In life, once in a while you get really something good
eventually you do realize that it is indeed good
so you end up either
holding on too much...eventually losing that good thing
or
taking it for granted...and still lose in the end
I guess what I'm trying to say is that
hold on to it, just enough to let it know that you care and loose enough that you're willing to let go
expand my reality...
eventually you do realize that it is indeed good
so you end up either
holding on too much...eventually losing that good thing
or
taking it for granted...and still lose in the end
I guess what I'm trying to say is that
hold on to it, just enough to let it know that you care and loose enough that you're willing to let go
expand my reality...
