Girl meets boy (or the other way around), they have sex (one way or the other), and break up once their full of each other’s extra stuff that they didn’t know existed before they got themselves in that rut. Girl usually cries and boy goes binge drinking with his friends…but sometimes they both go binge drinking- okay most times. That’s basically it.
Well, last night as I lay in my bed struggling to get a drop of sand from the almost empty sand bag the sleeping man held- I begun to think of the last seven months that I seemed to have been in hibernation for.
I’m not going to take you through the whole hallo-ballu of what really went down, that may be far to boring for the few of you, and really horrific for the majority. No, I won’t sing that song. Not today, not tomorrow- sorry Softspot, don’t think I have what it takes to give you that kind of reception.
Rather, I’d like today’s blog entry to be full of the things I learnt from hands on experience. Ready? Here we go….
Be selfish: because if you don’t care about yourself, it’s only a matter of time before he stops caring about you so you might as well keep that little vice by your side, least you loose him, yourself and all your friends in one go. Besides, I dont care what the world says...NOBODY and I mean NOBODY can care about you the way you can.
Don’t expect much: Softspot once told me that he doesn’t expect much from relationships (ALARM PLEASE) and maybe he had a point. I mean I spent all this time expecting just the basics out of the nigger and he couldn’t even make that bar!
Get what you want and Get Out: Guys do it, when we do it we are labeled sluts. Trust me, I would much rather go back to being labeled that than the perfect one and have all my feelings slapped back in my face in a matter of days with no where to turn to and part of me missing.
Money Is Evil: It makes guys feel inferior and girls feel like mothers. I’m only 22 for God’s sake, I dint sign up for a son older than me, a bunch of over due bills and pocket open to my ‘son’ and all his fantasy desires.
PLEASE NOTE: I called them fantasy desires and not needs because that’s what they were. Things he’s always dreamed of doing, of eating, of having but just couldn’t get- until I came along of course.
Never change yourself: Isn’t it funny how when a guy met you, he was instantly attracted to your snobbish manner, your elevated class, your vigorous partying habits? And then when they ‘wife’ you, it’s all out the door in a matter of seconds. No more mini skirts, exotic underwear (unless he permits it), partying out on end…none of that.
Well, last night as I lay in my bed struggling to get a drop of sand from the almost empty sand bag the sleeping man held- I begun to think of the last seven months that I seemed to have been in hibernation for.
I’m not going to take you through the whole hallo-ballu of what really went down, that may be far to boring for the few of you, and really horrific for the majority. No, I won’t sing that song. Not today, not tomorrow- sorry Softspot, don’t think I have what it takes to give you that kind of reception.
Rather, I’d like today’s blog entry to be full of the things I learnt from hands on experience. Ready? Here we go….
Be selfish: because if you don’t care about yourself, it’s only a matter of time before he stops caring about you so you might as well keep that little vice by your side, least you loose him, yourself and all your friends in one go. Besides, I dont care what the world says...NOBODY and I mean NOBODY can care about you the way you can.
Don’t expect much: Softspot once told me that he doesn’t expect much from relationships (ALARM PLEASE) and maybe he had a point. I mean I spent all this time expecting just the basics out of the nigger and he couldn’t even make that bar!
Get what you want and Get Out: Guys do it, when we do it we are labeled sluts. Trust me, I would much rather go back to being labeled that than the perfect one and have all my feelings slapped back in my face in a matter of days with no where to turn to and part of me missing.
Money Is Evil: It makes guys feel inferior and girls feel like mothers. I’m only 22 for God’s sake, I dint sign up for a son older than me, a bunch of over due bills and pocket open to my ‘son’ and all his fantasy desires.
PLEASE NOTE: I called them fantasy desires and not needs because that’s what they were. Things he’s always dreamed of doing, of eating, of having but just couldn’t get- until I came along of course.
Never change yourself: Isn’t it funny how when a guy met you, he was instantly attracted to your snobbish manner, your elevated class, your vigorous partying habits? And then when they ‘wife’ you, it’s all out the door in a matter of seconds. No more mini skirts, exotic underwear (unless he permits it), partying out on end…none of that.
Its dishes, cooking, movies (you’re not even interested in), cleaning and endless chatting over the phone. Then, out of the blue it’s “you don’t look so attractive” to him anymore because he’s lost interest in your wifey manner. He wants, sassy, sexy, hot, and unpredictable. Not the usual fights you have, the everyday responsibility or having to check up on you. He wants the challenge- and you’re not it anymore.
Lie a little: Its not like you’ll get caught and he’s probably lying to you anyhow, even though he claims that honesty is the major foundation of this relationship you’re in.
Always have an ‘I’ in the relationship: Giving it all up to fast and making everything ‘we’ is totally not the way to go. Our allowance (which is actually yours), our room (in your hostel), our preferences (that are usually he-dominated) just give him a better chance at governing your life and you at forgetting and loosing yourself in his. That’s never been good. Because when its all over, he walks off with himself in tact, no sob, no sigh, no reminiscence of you or the things you used to do (because you did what he liked) and you get loaded with it.
Don’t Stop Fishing: There are really so many fish out there in the see, and when your hook is well baited and you have soo many kinds of fish fighting for that one piece of bait, be sure to sprinkle enough appetizer around for all. Just to keep them around the pool you’re in until you feel ready to catch another one.
Don’t be gullible: It only translates into stupidity anyways. Let your mind run free, doesn’t matter how insane an idea might sound like, have it at the back of your mind so when it becomes a reality, you’re not wishing you had listened to your gut feeling in the beginning.
Lastly, be kind: At the end of the day, it’s his loss not yours. You will go on to find people who deserve your time and he will continue to walk through the world another piece of worthless scum. And at night when you feel bad because you believe you wasted all that time on a good for nothing twit, have comfort in knowing that he actually does miss your specialty, fried spaghetti; and that he wishes you could invite him over once more to spoil him some more, bail him out of a fix, listen to him rant and rave, and most of all- exist as living proof that to you he was the greatest.
Lie a little: Its not like you’ll get caught and he’s probably lying to you anyhow, even though he claims that honesty is the major foundation of this relationship you’re in.
Always have an ‘I’ in the relationship: Giving it all up to fast and making everything ‘we’ is totally not the way to go. Our allowance (which is actually yours), our room (in your hostel), our preferences (that are usually he-dominated) just give him a better chance at governing your life and you at forgetting and loosing yourself in his. That’s never been good. Because when its all over, he walks off with himself in tact, no sob, no sigh, no reminiscence of you or the things you used to do (because you did what he liked) and you get loaded with it.
Don’t Stop Fishing: There are really so many fish out there in the see, and when your hook is well baited and you have soo many kinds of fish fighting for that one piece of bait, be sure to sprinkle enough appetizer around for all. Just to keep them around the pool you’re in until you feel ready to catch another one.
Don’t be gullible: It only translates into stupidity anyways. Let your mind run free, doesn’t matter how insane an idea might sound like, have it at the back of your mind so when it becomes a reality, you’re not wishing you had listened to your gut feeling in the beginning.
Lastly, be kind: At the end of the day, it’s his loss not yours. You will go on to find people who deserve your time and he will continue to walk through the world another piece of worthless scum. And at night when you feel bad because you believe you wasted all that time on a good for nothing twit, have comfort in knowing that he actually does miss your specialty, fried spaghetti; and that he wishes you could invite him over once more to spoil him some more, bail him out of a fix, listen to him rant and rave, and most of all- exist as living proof that to you he was the greatest.
So with those words of...words of what are they? Whatever they are anyways, swallow as much as you can and refer to this page whenever you're in need of some consolidation. It cant be that bad after all.
From the Royal Queen of Naughtiness herself,
Nali...ehem...NOT Nailey
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