Men are from Mars...

Sometimes there are really men who are too dense. Ok I am also dense at times because I can get soaked up in my thoughts easily and ignore hints around me. But I feel men are worse, for mistaking even the obvious. Oops.

An easy one, take for example a number’s game. 90% of the time, the numbers that a woman uses are usually related to some important dates around her. It can be her birthday, her anniversary date (though I don’t recommend unless you are sure your bf won’t change), her parent’s birthday or wedding anniversary date, her favorite number, a date or a number that has a significant meaning, etc. But do avoid using such on your bank pin codes, but it should be fine for online account names. Net, it’s quite rare that it’s a number out of nowhere.

Whenever a fellow lady asks me for my messenger id, and I give them XXXXX716, it’s almost always 100% obvious to them that it sounds like a birthday. I would automatically get questioned, ‘oh your birthday falls on July?’ On the opposite, a guy could be talking to me for months in ym and has no idea what the numbers are for. See the difference?

Ok to be more explicit, I recently talked to a guy friend. He had a gf for the past 3 years, and he suddenly gets dumped for reasons he doesn’t have any clue and it’s killing him. He had been filial all the while. He tried all sorts of ways to win her back, countless attempts. Including standing in front of her house on a Christmas eve and he wasn’t let in, not until her parents let him in.

I, of course, don’t know what exactly happened but obviously this Christmas eve story sounds way too much. Honestly, from a girl’s perspective, this sounds like hopeless. There is a very thick line between ‘pakipot’ and ‘its over’. Different girls have their own pakipot ways, that I cannot expound clearly as it’s more of a gut feel.

Nevertheless, I don’t want to provoke a suicidal guy haha. In an attempt to help him write a birthday note for her, I composed the short lines below. Magnifico.

...Happy happy birthday. Wishing you all the best cause you really deserve it. I miss the days having you around in my life and I hope you could give us another chance. But if this is not what your heart truly desires, I sincerely wish you happiness and peace of mind. Thank you for sharing your life with me for the past 3 years. God bless.

Short and sweet isn’t it? I like. Not too edgy. Kung ako iyon, ndi ko cguro matitiis, unless I have a heart of stone, I think I would at least do something. Ok ok enough of being nosey in other people's businesses..

Hmm what do I have to say about Mars? Despite few people frequently asking for my opinion about their love issues, personally I don’t feel qualified at all to give guidance on such matters! I’ve previously dreamt of having a child before hitting 30. To accomplish that means I should be running around now like a mad whore every night and conceive in a few week’s time in order to make it happen. Probability: 0. And the reason of having 0 is that I might also be living in my own Mars.

Let me a cite a straight-forward one. When I visit Manila, looks like I am now bearing a sticker on my forehead that reads: ‘Beware, LDR’. Do not attempt the uncertain. (Google might not have the translation, it’s an unofficial yet common acronym that sprouted out of nowhere, especially in the world of overseas workers). In a world where physical presence is favored over cyber presence, I know. And yet, there seems to be a common statement people throw at me so frequently. If I happen to talk to random people in Manila and when I cannot relate to something localized that we are discussing and happen to flash a puzzled look saying ‘ay bkit ndi ako alam ito’, I will be immediately replied with ‘eh lagi ka naman wala d2’. :p It’s just a neutral statement of course, perfectly fine, nothing to be annoyed with because it's true. Just that… how should someone in Mars interpret it? Is it as it is or am I supposed to dwell on it if there’s any other attached implication. If I don’t dwell on it, I sometimes can become an official resident of Mars. If I dwell on it, it can also appear like my imaginations are way over nirvana.

Ok enough before my tongue slips.. my pen slips.. or even my finger slips in this blog. Let’s just remember this, whichever planet we are in now, can we all go back to Earth once in a while and speak in simple English, even if you dont have any major major problem. (Raj syndrome Aug 2010).

P.s. A funny entry in the midst of chaos in hostage incidents.
... and I am still lagging 30+ entries behind!