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Tuesday, May 27, 2008

That's All I Ask Of You....





I hope you have a good listen to lyrics if not for the melody of this number from "The Phantom Of The Opera", otherwise, whatever I am about to write next would not carry any meaning to you.

It started with a question, "why are you so fussy about choosing a man to be your partner in life?" , posted to me by my long time friend who is worried that nearly 9 years after the death of my husband, I have not had a single decent relationship with any man, let alone re-marry.

I wonder if it was ever that easy to get a man you can get along with, let alone love, and miraculously, end up being married to the same guy. I found it difficult the first time around, and sadly, it gets more difficult the second time. Why? Simply because, over the years, I grew what romance dread as "basic common sense", and we all know that Oscar Wilde is right when he said, "Thinking kills romance".

That and the fact that,at this age, I am done looking for romance. Of course I enjoy the heat rush, the palpitations when our eyes lock, yadaaa yadaa..blah blah blah..(you can get the elaboration of "yadaa blah blah blah" in any lovey dovey romantic paperback or Romantic Comedy Movies)..but after sometime, it gets tiring and you know you long for the real thing. Now THAT'S when people run into trouble...when they crave for "the real thing".

Truth be told, the more older I get, the more annoying I find men. Not that I find women less annoying, especially the part where they would play "the game" and climb on top of each others' heads just to get the same man (and they keep saying women are smarter or even equal to men!!!)

I am 40plus and have had good relationships as well as bad ones. I do not regret any single one of them, because, good or bad, I learn something and become wiser, if not stronger at mind and heart. I realize something though. If you're looking for spending the rest of your life with a man in a bond called marriage, you don't have to go look for him. He will come to you in sweet serendipity, if destiny plans it that way. Trust me on this one.

But of course, if you have the energy for a roller coaster love ride, why not. After all, it can get a bit boring and lonely just sitting down and waiting for Mr Right For Each Other to walk into your life.

Back to "That's All I Ask Of You", the song is my conclusion of what I (and I'm sure most of us) look for in a relationship that may last as long as it lasts...I told a friend once that this will be my wedding song, if ever I am blessed with another chance. "It's suicidal", that's what she told me the song sounded like.

Ah well, marriage can sometimes be suicidal anyway. You just never know.

"Say you love me,
Every waking moment,
Turn my head with talk of summertime
Say you'll share with me
One love,
One life time,
Everywhere you go I will go too..
Love me,
That's all I ask of you"

Oh, since we're at it, here's a couple of things I'm asking from the Mr Right For Each Other,besides "love me", and I'm sure my sentiments are shared by many :
YOU are NOT;
- a philanderer
- out of job
- workaholic
- alcoholic
- politician
- commitment phobic
- mommy's son

and I'll think of something else as we go along.....
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Thursday, May 1, 2008

I wanna be a stupid girl....

Listening to Pink's song, "I don't want to be a stupid girl", it just hit me how much fun stupid girls actually have. I can't say I'm all that intelligent, but I definitely am not stupid. In Malaysia, if you are a Malay woman with authentic way of thinking that just so happen not to tally with the norm, you'll either find yourself with dates that you just want to run out of even before they serve the main course, or totally without one.

It's to do with our local guys. They love women who are less intelligent than them. Most cannot handle a smart woman, unless she is smart enough to pretend to be stupid(oh yes, pretending to be a dumbo gets you laid, if you are looking for that sort of arrangement that is), but trust me, that kind of relationship will not last long. It's a bit too tiring to pretend to be stupid almost all the time.

Let me get something straight. I have nothing against women who lack intelligence. In fact, I envy them. Perhaps, they are more happier in some sense. Ignorance can be bliss. I'm not regretting to not be a stupid girl either. It's just that, I wish there are more intelligent men around. Now I'm being condescending to the male species. Nope, not going anywhere to being condescending, rather, just stating the obvious. Women don't really mind having a slightly less intelligent men in their lives, it's just that, it doesn't work vice versa. It's to do with men's nature of wanting to be great all the time. Men are Narcissists, period. Women on the other hand, are looking for companion, not competition. (unless they're bitches). I can hear myself not making sense. Or am I?

It'll be a worse case scenario if the smart woman happen to have contracted a verbal diarrhea, oh yes, the ultimate endorsement to repelling most men, just as effective as Sheltox would be to a mosquito. There are of course a few exceptions, but trust me, these men are taken even before they graduate from the university, if they do go to the university. You don't have to go to the university to become intelligent, just to get things straight. In fact, Malaysian Universities are places where people go to have their cheery personality die. You either become a zombie by graduation time, or you just are not allowed to graduate because you are not dull enough.

Back to the topic, one of the reasons why most women in Malaysia, who are intelligent and self sufficient, ended up single, is that do not make men feel that they are wearing their underwear over their pants, like most Super Heroes. Single, by the way, is not an expletive. It only becomes one when society starts making it as such. I hate that glance I get upon purchasing a movie ticket for one person and the smart mouth at the counter will ask you, with that tone and that look, "One only?". Normally, my standard answer would be, "No, I'm bringing my imaginary hot hunk but you guys don't charge for imagination do you?", which by the way would be reciprocated with this weird expression that shows either they're too tired to have a sense of humour, or they just don't get my dry humour. Hey, I am at the near age of menopausing, all my jokes are getting drier, even KY jelly can't aid.

I want to be a stupid girl. A stupid girl have no problems getting dates. Even better if they are bisexual, they will never run out of dates. Men love them (Not referring to the bisexuals by the way.I'm done talking about them). They're more fun to be with, no fuss, no need for men to think hard. Especially Malay men, because I suspect that stupid women give cunning Malay men to have an excuse for to marry more than one. Smart intelligent women will figure out cunning ways to cover their tracks after they've castrated these philandering men, and men know that.

I had an experiment done once actually. I went out on a date and suppressed my 2cents thoughts. I look good with my mouth shut, that I have to say. Very vogue and poised. I had just enough make up not to look like a slut, that helped I guess. I waited until the 5th date when I started showing my true self. I was surprised that it lasted a couple more dates after he found out what I do for a living and before we call it quits. I guess he was very polite. God it was tiring for me to suppress my thoughts and my verbal diarrhea, but he was a hunk , and a sweet one too and that was one experiment I did not mind partaking. But gosh...the amount of effort it took me...

It's true I suppose, that men feels insecure and intimidated when they date smarter women. Not all men, just most of them. ...So ladies, if you feel like you sad and lonely and feel like dating someone, try the "oh gawd, I 've dropped maaah handkerchief" stunt, then try to have a brain constipation for as long as you want the date to last. It works most of the time....
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