I’ve been thinking….
People say that boredom is a great motivator, after some consideration
I reckon it is. Here I am thinking of “eventful scenes” in my life when
de facto I should be studying which I of course am NOT doing that, just
yet. Life has been a pretty routine for me. I did go for a party 2 days
ago and yes it was good, I still get picked up in the club so it’s all
good. Ahaha!…I was having a “conversation” with an Australian, a Norwegian,
Turkish and an English guy so I reckon it was a good night but I didn’t
sleep with anyone, I could have easily done it but I didn’t. What the
hell for? Fun, sure it is but not the morning after, they make you feel
like on top of the world the night before and make you feel like a slut
in the morning. So why bother going through all this? You know nothings
going to happen, and nothing will, so why do people jump into bed with
a stranger. I must say the fun and cheap thrills will take you through
the night but what happens after that. I just don’t get the concept of
a guy just wanting to bang a girl even before he barely started a
conversation with her. It’s really shitty I tell you, but I guess I
will never understand that part of a man, but I’m confident that a real
man who appreciates a woman will never do that. According to
psychologist, they say that woman develop this chemical produced from
their body which has this psychological effect on the brain. This
chemical reaction makes certain woman feel more attached to the person
they just had sexual intercourse with, it could be a fling of even a
lover but some woman have this reaction more obvious then others.
I have actually just finished watching a 12 hour marathon of sex
and the city in my living room, yes call me a freak or weirdo but
that’s just what I am. The television was and still is my best-est (no
such word exist, only in melster dictionary) friend for the past hour;
I practically did a 9am -9pm thing in front of the television, what
more can I say, need I say more? It was good and of course very
uplifting like how many people would feel after reading their dose of
“chicken soup for the soul”. Indeed it is my dose of reality (my
version of chicken soup for the soul), this only applies to women who
are, were or even past that stage way long ago. I’m not trying to be a
chauvinist now here, but I do know that they ARE men whom are able to
relate to woman, not all but they are. Or least I believe so that my
knight and shining armor will be of such character. There’s just too
much in a woman’s head and yes to walk the walk and talk the talk isn’t
easy alright. We woman have to live with a lot of shit throughout our
lives, “time of the month”, “menopause”, and “pregnancy” are a few of
those “times”, I could go on but I’m sure you got the drift and I’ll
spare you from all of it. And men I wonder what would it take for you
to realize what a woman’s worth? Honestly, all ok ok I wont classify,
I’ll leave it as most men treat woman like shit especially the ones
whom love them so much and would go the distance for them while those
woman who already have those type of men, what the fuck is wrong with
you? I would actually advice everyone, and I mean everyone to watch sex
and the city, I’m not kidding, it is seriously a series worth watching,
we’ll it might look all from a woman’s point of view but at least when
“things like this happen” in your relationship, you would know how to
handle it.
I am now beginning to realize that when I had a certain someone, I
never really completely cherished him. I guess it’s true what they say,
you never know what you’re missing until you have lost it and indeed I
have lost a true gem. I had a man who was head over heals for me, who
would do anything and I mean anything for me, who truly was a beacon of
light and yet I threw it all away from all the bad choices that I made.
I guess you have to learn the lesson in all your mistakes in hope you
will make a better choices in future. Feelings do fade at times and I
guess relationship needs a constant boost so both parties know of its
existence without taking it for granted. I’m not sure why I broke up
with Mr.Big (ahaha..yeah my Mr.Big) but I guess I’m way pass that stage
of regret or anything equivalent to that. Confused is what I am now but
everything is actually pretty clear, depends how you’re looking at it.
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