Analogy of Men

There are 4 kinds of men:

1. Those who are intelligent and know that they are – they are your ARROGANT MAN.
2. Those who are intelligent and don’t think that they are – they are your DO-OINKKK NERDS.
3. Those who are not so intelligent but think they are – that’s your typical JERK.
4. The 4th kind – I shall be a kind soul and not mention

Brain on Strike

Boo hoo hoo...

Everyone is on holiday and I am still slogging away in the office.

I am really dragging myself through this week. Am in absolutely no mood to think, let alone get work done.

The day after Christmas is called Boxing Day. The week after Christmas should just be called "Filing Week".

If you have had a lot of sex with a man you really like, how do you stop wanting him?

I crave for him all the time. It is no longer just sex and companionship, it has grown beyond, but I don’t know what it is. I constantly remind myself to not expect anything, and I don’t. This thing between us simply won't go anywhere – just stop here.

But expecting and wanting is different. And I really want him.

I think wanting is a auto-reactive impulse of not being wanted. Do you always crave for what you can’t have? Things that are easy attainable, you don’t give a damn. I do, I always torture my ego that way... self-inflicted torture.

It’s a constant pattern that I put myself through. But I can’t seem to get out of it. It’s like I have been programmed that way – to constantly deny myself of joy of contentment, opting to feed my ego - only to end up disappointed, hurt and frustrated most times. I do agree that there is a small sense of achievement and excitement in conquering unattainable man. But does that make it all worthwhile? I don’t know. I have no answer.

The only thing I can say is ... "we women are all Gloria Jeans".

Love is...

Maybe I am foolish. Maybe I am plain naïve.

But I believe in unconditional love. That to love is a joy; and that love is like a gift – given with all your best wishes and happy thoughts for the other, and given with no strings attached i.e. conditions.

Because I am so steadfastly affirmed on this, it becomes the foundation of my next principle – that because love is given in its purest form is simply an act of giving, one should share it with more people. Thus, just as you could love many friends, and you love each of them in their own ways, a man likewise, could love many women. And loving another woman does not mean that he love me any less.

This is a difficult concept to accept I know. SC and I have had countless debate on the issue, but I think I finally won my battle last Wednesday. But if someone as open-minded as SC took months to admit defeat, I could only imagine how many people out there would think that I am nuts.

When you say “I love you” to someone, or when these 3 words are bestowed onto you, remember:

• Love does not equate to ownership.
• Love does not equate to commitment.
• Love does not equate to monogamy.
• Love does not equate to being on call 24/7.
• Love does not equate to gifts.
• Love does not equate to an excellent memory of dates and likes and pet peeves blah blah blah
• Love does not equate to you losing yourself.
• Love does not equate to him losing himself.

• Love simply means you care about the other person.
• Love means you always wish that he is happy, regardless of what he is doing.
• Love means you don’t need to see each know 24/7 or know each other’s schedule, but when you meet, you still care for him and wish him well.
  

I am thankful

It’s Christmas today and I feel so good.

I am no Christian, but I am a huge non-Christian Christmas fan. It’s a wonderful season. Right before the end of the year, a think to recollect the year and say thanks; a time to appreciate friends and loved ones; a time to forgive and to ask for forgiveness.

It has been an exciting year - bad lover, great lover(s); good boss, bad boss; bad business, good business; good friends, but no bad friends. This Christmas, I am so thankful to have good friends around me.

'Tis the Season to be Snappy

Nowadays Christmas makes me feel lonely and bitchy.

Isn't this the season to be thankful and to be forgiving; the season to call up friends and tell them you love them? Yes, I do buy into all these fru-fru nicety stuff. I lived in the midlands of America. Believe me, I am the most Christian non-Christian when it comes to the spirit of Christmas. But the more I wallow in it, the more I agitate myself.

What’s wrong with people these days? Good friends you used to spend Christmas religiously with now prefers a disco party than a nice sit down dinner to catch up events we have missed and to tell each other how much we still care. Common, there are 51 other weekends to kills your liver and kill your lungs right?

I guess I am more disappointed than mad. My friends are important to me. While I don’t need them to be constantly in my life, or me in theirs, they are always part of my life. And Christmas, also being the wrap-up of the year, is they time I’d like to catch up and reaffirm the friendship. It’s the time you spend with the people you love most right? But another night at the pub; another chance to flirt is more important than our years of friendship… and that’s disheartening.

It’s not easy to keep a friendship going strong. I am not talking about the kind where you bump into them at the mall, hug, catch up, then turn around and forget each other (or worse, gossip about each other). I am talking about the kind whom you will call to share happy moments with, the kind you would openly ask for a loan of a firm shoulder to cry on, the kind who you love. If you don’t make it a point to dedicate some time to each other, the foundations of that friendship can fall apart just like that.

Perhaps I am just too much a commercialized, Americanized Christmas lover.