My Take On Female. Not Love, But Females.

Seeing as how I may not be able to blog in a while, thanks to the sudden changes in my life, I thought I would post a little bit of my thoughts on FEMALES (female humans, not female hyenas or felines in heat).

Women are like lightning, they're there one second and they are fantastic, and then BAM, split second later, they are gone, always leaving you wanting more. And sure, she may strike again, and I don't really know where this analogy is going, main point is, women are like light, they are all bright and needed, like the sun, which is light. IT ALL WORKS IN A GIANT CIRCLE! This is the end of my post, and shows how much I understand women.

~FIN~

THE “LOVE/HATE” THEORY -- NO OFFENSE GIRLS!

So, here's the deal:

The other night, I saw this this old Budweiser commercial. It was very funny, as they usually are, but this one had a LOT more truth to it than I've ever seen in a commercial.

Here's what happens in the commercial: There is a guy sitting in a bar/night club type of place. He is sitting with about 4 women, his friends. They are all sitting there telling their sob stories about guys and how much they suck, and the guy is being your "sensitive and caring" guy. Well, after a while, one of the girls says, "Why can't guys be like you?", and other women chime in with "Yeah!" and "I wish I had a man like you!" and etc. So, the guy replies with a chuckle, "Well, I am up for grabs!", and all the women pause for a second.... then they laugh and say, "Aww, cute" and "Heh-heh.. up for grabs!", and they totally brush his comment off. Well, a second later, one of the guy's male friend comes by where the main guy is sitting. The main guy says, "Hey Mike, what’s up? These ladies here are my friends.", and the new guy's reply is, "Yeah. Whatever. I'll be at the bar", and he walks away. The main guy is like... um.. ok. The women are also stunned by the way this guy was just rude. They pause for a second and then they're like, "Phew! Who's your friend?? Is he single???"

TRUE

If anyone has seen this commercial, ya'll probably know how true to life this really is. Here is my quarrel with it: I’ve known one too many women in this lifetime who fill that role. So, what is the deal?? Well, here's my analyzation: girls come in all degrees. You have your clingy ones, your stalkerish ones, the ones who are very sweet, the ones who are a little ridiculously TOO sweet, the ones who don’t give a damn (usually the butch feminist type), the ones who like the abusive guys, etc etc… the list just goes on. But the bottom line is: they all tend to share a common ground, that being the "I don’t need a guy, but it would be nice to have one" theory. *cough cough*

Now, seriously. C’mon. The way I look at it, everyone would always like to have someone there. But we're just so complicated about it, we brush off our wants and sugarcoat it with that "I don’t really need someone" attitude. This brings forth the courage to take on the jerk boyfriends. Why? Well, they like the excitement of being able to tame a stallion into a house-pony, and at the same time, he is still a stallion. Basically, women like to be challenged. Why? God knows why. He created women, so He knows better than I do. Anyways, my point is, it's not enough for you to be "there" nowadays. No siree. You have to be... a jerk as well.

How silly does it get sometimes?!?

Well, to the point that I’ve dated girls who purposely try to start arguments because things are going... too well. Hilarious, isn’t it? Yeah. The challenge itself now comes in the form of testing one's patience and the durability of the relationship in order to evaluate how much it means to one. Why? Well, all of a sudden, we've embraced the whole, "You have to fight strong and hard for what you believe in and to achieve your dreams"... only now we're embracing that train of thought to EVERY single thing in our life. Example? The "best" biographies of some rock stars tell stories of how they struggled to get to where they are at now, and those with natural talent who have ALWAYS been applauded, well, they now are shun down on because they have "everything handed to them on a silver platter". So then, I ask you all this one question and think about it: If you have to fight for everything in this lifetime so that you feel like you deserve what you have or so you feel adequate about WHO you are, then what REALLY does love mean to you? If you have to fight long and hard for someone, think about this, you’re chasing after someone who doesn’t want you, and if they ever give in, you'll wonder if they really want you and why didn’t they hook up with you in the first place if they really wanted to be with you AND you'll wonder if you really want to be with someone you’ve pretty much had to beg to be with you. Or if you’re in a relationship where all you do is break up to make up... ask yourself this, how healthy is it that now the only drug you need is the emotional roller coaster that you go on when you break up and get back together….

So, if you get something handed to you on a "silver platter," can’t it be maybe just because you actually deserve something that great and maybe you don’t have to suffer anymore just to reach a vague accomplishment you’ve set out for yourself? Can’t it be because in your tears and times of suffering, you’ve called out to God to help you and how much you hate going through certain things?? Can’t it be because maybe He heard you and decided to give you a blessing? See. This applies to every point of our lives, not just the relationship aspect.

Nevertheless, women will want that challenge so that in the end, they can tell themselves and CONVINCE themselves, as well as everyone else, that the relationship they are in is so valuable to them because they've been through the THICK and the THIN and they're still together... therefore it has to be love, right?

Hmm.. wrong!

Certain things in our lives are only hard and suffering because we allow them to be, because we prolong them, etc.

But don’t mistake what I am saying. Everything I’ve just said should also be easily applied to the vice versa, the male to female point of view. There are guys who are worse than women. The only reason I brought it up from the point of view of women to men is because of the commercial and because I wanted to throw in my opinion.

Now, I want yours. What do you think?

Mariang Palad

October 21, 2007:

After making reklamo and sending an e-mail to all departments concerned, including the site director himself, nakuha na rin ni Jo ang kanyang backpay. Ang saya saya. Why? Kasi si Jo ay talagang may puro at mapagmalasakit na puso, ililibre daw nya kaming mga editors sa kahit saan. We just have to go down lang daw sa lobby by 2 PM. Blessing talaga ito sa mga PG (patay gutom) na tulad namin (Kurin at Wina, isama na rin si Tin)... at syempre, we decided na sa Starbucks na lang since we already had our lunch by then.

So, ayun, nagbreak kami to meet Jo sa lobby, then we went sa Starbucks. Memorable tong place na toh eh kasi one time, nung nag adik-adik sila Wina at Kurin, eh dito ko sila dinala, mga 2 AM na yata nun, in front ng Starbucks na toh. Ang tindi nga eh, mga English spokening pala sila pag bangag, parang galing Inglatera lang! Ang balak ko talaga nun eh magcoffee sila para mawala ang pagkalasing, pero si Kurin nahiya pumasok sa loob. Well, sa status ng kanyang pagkatao nung gabing yun, mahihiya talaga sya! Si Wina naman, nahiga sa bushes in front, Starbucks PeopleSupport toh, just look around kung saang halaman yan, hahah, para syang pinagulong lang dun! Hanep!

Back to Jo and her good deed. So, we ordered na. I got myself Grande Mocha Frap. Tapos yung 2 barista, mga galing din ng Inglatera amf!! Aba, at pinag nosebleed pa ako!!! I can't understand naman yung English nila, ewan ko ba, something to do sa accent nila. I just stared at them, no reaction. May ino-offer yatang cake, ewan ko, nagtext na lang ako. DI na lang kasi mag-tagalog kung hindi talaga carry ang ibang language.

(Jo's picture.. Taken from her duty in Iraq).

Then, we sat sa roundtable sa harap lang din ng counter. Hmmm... hit na hit ang Wi-Fi sa Starbucks na toh, yung ibang customers may mga dalang laptops. Kala ko tuloy nung una Internet cafe na. Kulang na lang eh yung mga VIP rooms na kadalasan eh background sa mga scandals ar webcam porn. Pero syempre, Starbucks talaga toh at hindi Internet cafe kaya walang ganyang kalahayaan.

Syempre, pag magkakasama ang GT editors, MAINGAY!! Heh. Hay nako, 80% of the time, ako yata nagsasalita. I have so many stories naman kasi, minsan ko lang din naman makasama si Jo, so why not make the most??? At guess kung ano topic???

MARIANG PALAD!!

Inosente or naive na lang hindi nakakaalam kung ano meaning nyan. Si Jo kasi maraming questions sakin, eh ako answer lang naman ng answer. Si Tin nga mukhang namolestya namin ang isip!!! She doesn't know naman kasi what "Mariang Palad" means. Baka akala niya tao yun! She's that innocent, but not anymore. ^_^ So ayun, lecture ako sa mga ginagawa ng lalake pag mag-isa, the frequency, and the situations when we most probably do it. Enjoy naman.

Nag exchange kami ng numbers ni Jo, for further lessons daw.

At etong matindi, 15-minute break lang kami..... naging 56 minutes!!!! Good luck sa overbreak, hindi ba? Pasaway talaga...

Jo Ann Papio, salamat ng marami! Sa uulitin! =)

Secret Hiding Place.

It's nice to hide under that rock. You're right. It's a lot easier to walk around showing the world what they want to see. That's right.. smile. Smile at them. And under your breath you cry out for them to touch your soul... but I like that rock. That rock is my hiding place. No one knows which rock to lift for me to come out from under it. But YOU did... oh yeah, you let me see the light of a smile. Happiness rushes at me in a single second and takes me to a euphoric dream. Sadness cuts me down and throws me under my rock. Back to where I've come from. I get mad. Then I get sad. Then I let my brain pretend that it is thinking. Hah! I can fool it. Sure I can. Watch me.. watch me let the heart take the wheel and drive. I cruise from your ankle to your neck with my windows rolled down and the radio plays some random song from the '90s that makes me remember the afternoons that I spent listening to the radio at my grandma's house.... I get to your eyes and they speak so loudly that I tell them to blink and let the tears come out. I cannot control my head anymore. It takes over with engaging theories and captures my attention and my heart hurts because it cannot offer more than that first breath of air you inhale when you wake up... it's like being in paradise.... but being blind.

Dammit. Fuckin. Why? Do you not understand that harmonious melodies are made using the treble cleff and the bass cleff? My brain thinks too much. And my heart feels too much. They play out the scene from "Braveheart" when the two armies collide in an angry fight for rights to rule. One tells my legs to walk over to what I think is you... the other tells my legs that there is nothing under me to hold my steps while I walk to the glory that is you. I'm so close.. I'm so damn close... I can see it, I can feel it, and I can touch it... and the ground gives way to an ocean under it. I fall in, sinking deep into my bed... deeper and deeper under my covers I go. I look up and open one eye and I can see through the water that there is light above.

I shake my head and focus again... and now I see outside my window that the rain has just started to fall.

I WONDER WHY PURE TRUE LOVE IS FEW AND FAR BETWEEN NOWADAYS?

I was hanging the other day and I noticed something very, very special. There is a new guy that lives in the same street, and he's a really cool guy. The first day I got the chance to talk to him, we sat there and talked for a while, and I got to know a lot about him. The most interesting part about it is when he began to tell me the story of him and his wife. In addition to his story about his wife was a lunch that his wife had prepared him.

Now, I’m not one to sit there and talk for hours and end about romance and all that cute stuff... but then again, YES, I AM. It all started when I questioned his huge lunchbox. I mean, the guy had everything in there. Chips, sandwich, rice and ulam, snack, little chocolates.......... and a note. So, he pulls out the note and reads it while we're talking.

"Snacks and Chips @ 03:30 xoxoxoxo"
(meaning, don’t eat his snacks yet!)

Heh. I told him, "Aww... how cute," and gave him a big sarcastic smile. So, he starts telling me about his wife. She's a Vizayan woman about 2 years older than him, he's 31 and she's 33. He met her one day while he was working and she happened to see him. She was too shy to say anything though, and so she had her friend leave him a note that said, "If you’re not married, call XXX-XXXX". And so he did. He thought about it.. but he did. They dated for about a year and decided to get married. Two years dating, they got married. They've now been married for almost a year.... and still running strong. I swear, it’s so cute.... it’s....... CUTE. Ergh.

The other day, he had another big lunch with another cute note. He called his wife on the speaker phone so I will hear her!! *SIGH* So sweet !!!! *SIGH* Any who, while on the phone with her, he asks her about a cheesecake snack that she put in his lunchbox. Apparently, the snack came in a little box with a tray and on the outside, it said, "Spoon Inside!" .... yet, there was no spoon. So, he sat there and explained to his wife that there was no spoon. They talked about it for a good 5 minutes.

THEY TALKED ON THE PHONE FOR 5 MINUTES ABOUT A SPOON MISSING FROM A CHEESECAKE SNACK.

Does anyone see what I see here? I smiled to myself and thought, "Wow. That’s awesome." Why? Well, how cool is that? To have someone so close to you that knows every detail about your life, you know theirs, and you can talk about the little things in the life you SHARE. I thought that was simply amazing. I mean, think about it. You can sit there and talk to that person before going to sleep at night, sharing every detail of your day, and falling asleep to the smell of their body right next to yours. WOW. He even went on to tell me how much more of an amazing woman she is. She packs his lunch, does his laundry, the whole nine yards. Now, now, now, I know what some of you females out there are thinking... "IT’S NOT THE WOMAN'S JOB TO DO THAT!!", and all that feminist movement stuff will come in somewhere. But you know what? I kind of like the way things were back in the days of our older folks. I mean, this woman is from Vizaya and she was raised with different morals and values, which is very cool and quite opposite to ours here in the Metro. I mean, a girl here would probably say, "HELL NO! DO YOUR OWN DAMN LAUNDRY!! AND WHY DONT YOU PACK ME A LUNCH??" See the difference? Whatever happened to the thought of the loving and caring wife? Sheesh.

Anywho, that wasn’t the point of that. The point was, it made me think about my future and what I hope for in this lifetime.

Just the other night, I was talking to an amazing girl whose way of thinking has impressed me much.... and the "caring" side that she shows... WOW. Of course, this is usually what happens when you first meet someone. You kind of have to go with the flow to find out what people are like. My point though is that I know what I want. And... well, the guy’s story was very motivating. I mean, at some point in the future, I want to be able to come home to a loving and caring wife. And heck, maybe even some kids. Err... in the future that is. *Ahem* FUTURE *ahem* Someone who'll leave me little notes here and there even if she doesn’t pack my lunch.... you know? I’m not all about the big wedding and all that jazz. I'd rather have a fun and exciting and heart-filled wedding and then take off on a honeymoon! Heh.

Anyways. Its nice to dream. I swear, I LIVE in the movies. Anyone seen "The Family Man" with Nicolas Cage??? Great movie. And that is exactly what I would like. Maybe it’s naive of me.... but I still believe in the power of love and never settling for whatever comes along. Sharing your dreams and goals for the rest of your life with someone who encourages them and supports you, as well as shares the same dreams as you.... well, that is not just found in fairy tales or movies. No, sir. And you know what? I may be a dreamer and a hopeless romantic, but I’ll hold on to this dream.

It's a breath of fresh air to see a couple in love.... like really, really in love. I WONDER WHY PURE TRUE LOVE IS FEW AND FAR BETWEEN NOWADAYS?!? I mean, geez, look at the divorce rate!!!

I think I finally see a bright light at the end of this dark tunnel...
Maybe.... just maybe.

Are You Sigle? Read This.

You know, there is a reason that I am single. It's because I have no patience. And I am the most mellow guy you'll ever meet, and I just can't stand being around people who are all about the drama. I'm a big-ass goofball, and I get along better with people who are goofballs but who know how to be "serious" when need be.

Hey, I'm single. Leave me be.

Yes, I get lonely. Yes, I wish I had someone by my side. Yes, there are many movies I would like to go out and see with someone. But NO, I'm not going to compromise myself and who I am just to have that. I have gazillion things that I think I should worry about first. At first, it used to bother me that people would automatically assume that I'm a dick or that I'm a conceited jerk, because I personally don't think so. But I've come to the conclusion that humans will be humans and will always pre-judge everyone, and frankly, if it keeps me away from those "overly-dramatic" people, then YES, I hope they DO think I'm a dick.

If I walk around like I don't care about who looks at me or really don’t care to smile at every single person, it's because I don't. Trust me. When I feel like being social, you will know. Most times, I just keep to myself. I am a very quiet person unless you are really close with me, then you'll know what a big goofball I am. I've said it before, I would love to have that special someone now, but I'm not going to force anything to happen. And I can wait. I don't want drama. I don't want to have to be calling people. I just want to be me. Screw the mainstream. Screw what people think. Screw what people want. I'm tired of this society we live in. Society does not make you who you are. If you need society to tell you that you are "all that and a bag of chips", you are a sad soul. If you need a television to tell you what you can wear... if you need a radio to tell you what music is "in"... GAAAAAAAAG. This country is so full of commercialism and advertisement. Anything and everything that at one point means something to a normal human being gets exploited. Even relationships. THEY ARE OVERRATED.

Why do you have to walk around holding someone's hand in school? So that people can think you are cool ‘cause you have a BF or GF? SCREW THAT. And if your picture doesn't make it more than 5 times in the yearbook... is that because you are NOT popular? SCREW THAT. Why try to be what OTHER people want you to be? WHY? What is the point?

If you are a sick, deranged individual, don't you think it's better for you to be who you are most comfortable being and screw trying to be "normal" like the real sick, deranged individuals that construct this society? I'm sorry but, FUCK YOU. I won't wear what you think is cool, I won't listen to the music YOU think is cool, I will not watch MTV and have them tell me what is "fashionably loud" as if I give a rat's ass.

So, you have to be a tall skinny ass chick with long legs and no boobs to be hot in this country, eh? Shoot. Where I come from, men like women any way they come. Because in the end, it's the attitude you have to deal with. Not their long legs. Sorry, I have a lot of angst in me right now. I do. Because I think it is sad. This country. This world. Why is everyone so judgmental of each other? Why can't I wear pink? WHY? Is there some unwritten rule out there that says men cannot wear pink? WTF? And why is it ok for women to be cops but if a guy is a nurse, they laugh at him and even make a damn movie to exploit the lack of male participation in a female dominated career field? I don't get it. Screw this world.

I live on this Earth because God has given me life. And although I walk around trying to demonstrate my beliefs, I will give you a big "FUCK YOU" if you're going to sit here and tell me what is "cool". And while I'm on the subject... what the hell is COOL anyways? Isn't "cool" what WE think "cool" is? Kinda like what Romeo said about a rose... "a rose by any other name would still smell as sweet" right? Soooooo... if we say something is cool, every one else can call it SHIT, but hey, we think it's cool right? See? That's my point.

GAH. Screw it. Sorry. I'm way too tired of this crap. And if you're still here reading this, it's probably because you know exactly what I mean, huh?

Yeah. So that is why I'm single. I'm tired of it. Can't someone be interested in me because I have an extraordinary boxer shorts collection? You know, that’s why I'm single. So, yeah. Fuck the norm.

The Great Quiapo-Luneta Adventure

December 3, 2007:

He made me do it! -- That's my mantra yesterday when we went to Quiapo. Grabe, ang galing ko, nakakabilib, yung hindi kayang gawin ni KC ginawa ko! haha. And funny pa eh sinuhulan pa ako ng strawberry icecream before ko gawin yun, so mas lalong naging awkward ang itsura ko kasi I'm licking a pink ice cream while doing it. It's fun, though. I kinda liked the adrenaline rush just thinking about it. And I won't forget the smile sa face ni "kuya" when I said the "magic words." LOL! Medyo nahiya ako na natawa. Pero good (in this case, more like bad) boys get rewarded, he'll treat me sa Global Fun later!! Hooray!! So, Kc, if you want more, I think I can do it again.... LOL! Nag-enjoy? Guess nyo na lang kung ano ginawa ko. (clue: hindi lahat may guts na gawin yun!)

Then after nun, we went sa Luneta. Grabe, first time ko magliwaliw sa Luneta ng gabi. Medyo marami rin palang tao noh? Pero Sunday kasi, sabi ni KC, "Day off nila," kaya maraming tao. Katawa, we were looking for Rizal's monument, then nakita na namin kaso sabi ko bakit parang wala si Rizal??? Haha. Tapos sabi ni KC baka raw hindi yun yung monument baka nasa other side. Pero sabi ko kamukha ng nakita ko sa postcard eh, minus Rizal. Yun pala, we were looking at the back side. Haha! Umikot kami, ayun nakita na namin si Rizal!!! Haha... engot lang eh! Dumb blondes moment. LOL! So picture picture... may nakasabay kaming nagpicture taking din... yung una group of girls, sabi ni ate while taking pics... "Okay. Ridi, git sit... *click* Tapos si kuya hanep and posing, tuwad kung tuwad ang drama! hahaha!

Tapos while walking katacute yung mga creatures ha! May bat na lumilipad... shocks... takot ako sa bats kasi ang creepy! Tapos he's flying above our heads lang! Eeeek!! Si KC ang tapang hindi scared sa bat. Parang wala lang. Tapos may nakita kaming horses, yung may karitela na puede ka sumakay. Ang astig. Gusto ko sana sumakay rin kaso KC won't even get near the cute horse... takot pala sya sa kabayo!! (kala ko pa naman ang tapang kc hindi takot sa bats... kabayo lang pala katapat neto! haha!). So ayun, hindi kami nakasakay, sayang sarap pa naman nun kasi dati nakasakay na ako sa likod ng kalabaw sa bukid, ang galing!!!

Tapos eto pa, ang freaky. Pumunta kasi kami dun sa may malaking map of the Philippines, yung parang lake sya... katakot the gays ha. We were looking eh ang panget walang lights, so alis na kami, then yung gay sabi, "Psst, kuya, cute mo.. blah blah..." parang ganun (I think referring to KC kasi he's wearing sando kaya), so ignore lang namin, tapos shet pagtingin namin ang dami pang gays na akala yata eh "for sale" kami haha katacute sila! Talagang tinatawag kami tapos parang lalapit.. shet.. natakot ako, eh pano ba naman dami nun noh baka kuyugin kami!! Shocks, eh lalake pa rin yun, malakas rin, mahirap ma-rape sa Luneta!! hahaha! Buti na lang nakalayo kami agad.

So, we're waiting for FX na. Nakatayo lang kami, then this freaky girl shouted at us! Like hello, para syang disturbed!! Ang freaky!! Haaay... lumayo na kami sa kanya, baka kung ano pa gawin nun!! Exciting pala talaga sa Luneta? Hehe. Mabuti nakasakay na kami ng FX. Tapos nag-jeep na lang kami pa-Evangelista sa Buendia. Pero natacute pa rin ako kasi yung guy (parang gay sya in fairness) sa jeep ang weird. Kasi pagbaba ni KC, kaming 2 na lang naiwan sa likod ng jeep, tapos yung tingin nya nakakatacute!!! Pailalim ang pucha... natacute tlg ako bababa sana ako noh!! Buti na lang may sumakay na girl, whew!!!

Ayun, nakauwi naman ako in one piece. And in a few hours, Global Fun!! Yey!!! And tomorrow's my birthday... I'm not expecting anything though. Just wanna have fun later!! =)

(PS: I was sick pa nung nangyari yang mga yan ah! Bionic man lang tlg eh!)