Tuesday, September 21, 2010

rants, rants and more ruminations II

I have to guys.. the left and the right

So sue me.. I'm beautiful

Over all this hooplah.. there's a clicker hovering over everything

I'm just jaded.

And over all that, I like them both.

The Anatomy of the Jade... and the Player



Ever wondered why players play with others? or why jaded are always that...jaded.. they just date around but never was to commit?

In my claim, the Jade, the Hopeless Romantics and the Players all come in full circle. One transforms to the other, all in once full circle.

See, it goes like this.

Three things on a hopeless romantic gay guy's list:
1. A castle (Neo-medieval)
2. A Handsome Prince
3. Happily Ever After

Then again, anyone who'd wish for these and seriously (READ:DEAD SERIOUS) considering having these in their lives... are nonetheless called NAIVE



Gads...

being the naivette that they are, these "haplings" would soon lose the little ray of sunshine hope that they have over these romanticisms and fairy tale fantasies... that is when they get in on relationships.

You see, hopeless gullib.. er.. romantics are often "engrossed" (READ: BLIND) in their relationships that they would either a. jump into a relationship as soon as they see someone who loves them b. think that the one they have now is the one for keeps and c. make every effort to make that relationship work. So much emotions are invested in this that most, if not, at every opportunity, this is taken advantaged by no other than the hapless saps who usually play the game.

On the other hand, Players, are the often, jaded people who have "realized" (Concluded) that love, in this neo-societal world of PLU is nothing more than just socials, sex and games. They often prey on the young, the handsome, the rich (hmm) and "play and prounce" around until they find a better ship to jump into. Why? because they've learned well enough from reason and experience that love is BUT a game. period.

Put them all together and we come up with this:

Hopeless Romantic (HR) + Player (P) = Relationship (True love.. ech.. for HR)

P + New Guy = - HR (A very heart broken HR)

and the cycle goes on and on (With roles interchanging.. case to case)

HR then goes around and does it again and again... until it's enough for him to throw away his romanticisms and fairy tale fallacies... to which his transformation to a jade becomes complete.

He then has a choice..

to become jaded,

to stay a hopeless romantic, albeit guarded

or to become a player..

such is the anatomy of the jade.. and the player.

But then, a jade or a player, meets his supposedly "better half"

he then starts to buckle down, gets serious, stops dating and sleeping around, transforms into this "Olympian God-like" creature for their significant other. They often discords their past, telling everyone that they are "ready to settle" (READ: gasgas) and are tired of playing around (READ AGAIN: Yeah right). So much so that their emotions are in place that we can only hope Tita Carmi Martin doesn't come knockin on their door..

Then it all goes down to that equation... again..

it all just comes in full circle *sigh*

pictures came from here and here

Friday, September 17, 2010

rants rants and more ruminations

So much for a restful saturday...

I woke up to an empty table, not feeling very domestic today (READ: TAMAD), The food I had set aside for my lunch today was gone. Apparently, the maid thought it would be jollier for her to make it HER lunch... A fight ensues between the mother and the son...

I kinda like this one guy... he's cute, dashing (READ:HOT) intelligent (ata).. but he seems to have no penchant for constant communication... I'm giving him a week then it's off to bye bye land for him. Kunsabagay we met in the most unconventional of ways...

I digress..

I kinda like this doctor guy from the gym. He was a model. period.

I can't wait to start my muay thai training and dance... but considering that I have an event on tuesday, and how my day started, I'm thinking of skipping it... lest I want to have another injury episode at Makati Med.

I have a dance event on tuesday, which I had prepared all agog for... Tickets, Half day VL... and not to mention suits all packed since last saturday (gotta be hot!)

I think I just overcharged my cards again... damn you Zara! and your little dog too..

I hate my mom's maid. period. I shall banish her to the hells of flame for all eternity.

I'm due for a brow grooming. (A unibrow doesn't go well with me)

I hope cutie doc's at the gym later... hehehe

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The Year After the Last...

It's been a year after my last post, and as I read it, I can feel the hopefulness of overcoming a blow and the promises of the new one (naku kung alam ko lang)

Sadly, that wasn't the case.

You see, after that relationship, I had three more..

The first one after that post, I dated for four months.. My outcome? Describe a grape juiced to pulp. That's how I was after him... And oh yeah, he cheated on me and blamed me for it.

After two months... came the second one (ganda ko teh!). Sexy bod, ok ok face (di naman ako choosy, pero juicy ako).. but very temperamental! He resorted to hitting me to releae his "tensions" and blaming me for little things to release his steam. Cause of steam? Di siya pinansin ng "kinyeme" at "kinembot" niya sa gym. (READ: FLIRT)

After again another two months... and a resolution to stay single for a while.. came the last one. We dated... for a week.. YEP! A WEEK! After reassuring me of everything, he suddenly decided that he loved his ex, wasn't ready for a relationship yada yada, lets be friends thing. Okay na sana ang friends, kaso pinafall mo ako sa promises mo eh..

So now, I'm off the dating scene. I'm still firm about keeping my pants on only for my partners (di kaya matuyuan ako nito?) But then, I'm keeping myself off the market not because im bitter (ocampo?) kasi I felt that I needed to value myself more, love myself more.. and take this opportunity to learn from that year, and possibly return with a fully repaired heart. Pangit din naman yung masabihan kang malandi at drop dead agad sa gwapo eh.

So now, my new dramatic motto is...

Single is the new SEXY!!