Sunday, February 26, 2006 9:44 PM
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Saw this on the forum. Somehow it triggers memories. I remember that I used to know someone like that.
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Ode to the Nice Guys
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This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and @%%!*ing about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 30 SMSes, 12 voicemails on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.
The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative @%%!*es. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.
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I went through all of these before.
There was a guy who put me before anything else. He treated me as his precious, a gem.
I was touched at that time. So touched that the feeling was beyond what words can describe. And things went on for a period of time.
But things changed when we finally came together. He became more possessive, and in a way or another, he was a different person.
We broke off after a short while.
Not that we couldn't get along. But that feeling just wasn't right.
Then came the 'cool-off' period. We went back into contact after 3 months. Or more.
And history repeated itself. We grew closer as the minute hand on the clock ticked by. It was just like the past.
We went movies, dinner, spent almost every second together. SMSes, calls, it costed a bomb, but it was done willingly.
Things grew out of hand shortly after. There were times when he put his hand on my shoulder, and times when I laid my head on his shoulder. There were even moments, when I thought we were holding hands, but it was just for short moments.
Everynight, I lie on my bed, thinking about events that happened. They were really sweet memories then. But somewhere inside my heart, I know this is not what I want.
I want this to remain as a friendship. My most treasured friendship.
My heart was heavy when I said that he'll forever be my best friend. It hurts too, to hear strangled sobs on the other side of the phone. Yes, we did not talk face-to-face. And I know, I wouldn't bear to say it if I see him. But I know I did not make the wrong decision.
Now, I have my boy with me. I might be unreasonable at times. Childish in every way, every action. But my boy stood by all these. I am more then contented to have everything now, and some things just cant be described using words. I am just happy the way I am now.
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Ode to the Nice Guys
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This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and @%%!*ing about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 30 SMSes, 12 voicemails on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.
The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative @%%!*es. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.
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I went through all of these before.
There was a guy who put me before anything else. He treated me as his precious, a gem.
I was touched at that time. So touched that the feeling was beyond what words can describe. And things went on for a period of time.
But things changed when we finally came together. He became more possessive, and in a way or another, he was a different person.
We broke off after a short while.
Not that we couldn't get along. But that feeling just wasn't right.
Then came the 'cool-off' period. We went back into contact after 3 months. Or more.
And history repeated itself. We grew closer as the minute hand on the clock ticked by. It was just like the past.
We went movies, dinner, spent almost every second together. SMSes, calls, it costed a bomb, but it was done willingly.
Things grew out of hand shortly after. There were times when he put his hand on my shoulder, and times when I laid my head on his shoulder. There were even moments, when I thought we were holding hands, but it was just for short moments.
Everynight, I lie on my bed, thinking about events that happened. They were really sweet memories then. But somewhere inside my heart, I know this is not what I want.
I want this to remain as a friendship. My most treasured friendship.
My heart was heavy when I said that he'll forever be my best friend. It hurts too, to hear strangled sobs on the other side of the phone. Yes, we did not talk face-to-face. And I know, I wouldn't bear to say it if I see him. But I know I did not make the wrong decision.
Now, I have my boy with me. I might be unreasonable at times. Childish in every way, every action. But my boy stood by all these. I am more then contented to have everything now, and some things just cant be described using words. I am just happy the way I am now.
Thursday, February 23, 2006 1:42 AM
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It always hurt to see your dearest shed that precious drop of tear.
Deep deep inside, you want to hug her tight, and comfort her, tell her everything is okie. But somehow, comforting always seem to be a difficult thing for me to do.
There will always be mis-communications among people. There will be one party taking the other for granted. There will be mis-understandings. There will be lies. There will be. . .
There are so many 'There will be's. How many can we prevent? How many can we keep at arm's length?
That's the way things worked. Relationships between two person are difficult to maintain. Time and effort are needed. Certain humour is also important. When you find that one person, it doesn't matter if you get any return by treating him/her nicely. What does matter, is whether your efforts gets appreciated. In another sense, it is also a form of return isn't it? But this form of return makes you feel like it is worthy to spend time on this person. That this person knows you are concerned for him/her. If not, then it is the same as throwing eggs against the wall -- the eggs break no matter what.
I am not sure in what position am i to say all these. Maybe I don't even have my own stand. The back of my hand & the palm of my hand = flesh. Both sides will hurt. But both sides. They are all so important to me. And it hurts to see all these unfolding in front of me, and yet, I can't do anything.
I feel so useless.
To not being able to even handle what i deem as a strong relationship, what use do i have?
Deep deep inside, you want to hug her tight, and comfort her, tell her everything is okie. But somehow, comforting always seem to be a difficult thing for me to do.
There will always be mis-communications among people. There will be one party taking the other for granted. There will be mis-understandings. There will be lies. There will be. . .
There are so many 'There will be's. How many can we prevent? How many can we keep at arm's length?
That's the way things worked. Relationships between two person are difficult to maintain. Time and effort are needed. Certain humour is also important. When you find that one person, it doesn't matter if you get any return by treating him/her nicely. What does matter, is whether your efforts gets appreciated. In another sense, it is also a form of return isn't it? But this form of return makes you feel like it is worthy to spend time on this person. That this person knows you are concerned for him/her. If not, then it is the same as throwing eggs against the wall -- the eggs break no matter what.
I am not sure in what position am i to say all these. Maybe I don't even have my own stand. The back of my hand & the palm of my hand = flesh. Both sides will hurt. But both sides. They are all so important to me. And it hurts to see all these unfolding in front of me, and yet, I can't do anything.
I feel so useless.
To not being able to even handle what i deem as a strong relationship, what use do i have?
Wednesday, February 22, 2006 12:17 AM
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One Correction from the last post: Don't know if she is expelled or not.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006 2:12 AM
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Woohoo!
Had been busy these few days. Studying, slacking, and sleeping. Saturday and sunday were both slacking days. Supposed to study, but the mood was not there, and noone was around to accompany me too. Feel lonely studying by myself, so definitely won't study too long.
Went school on monday to study with the guys. We didn't do anything at all. But i did study and practice on the revision questions, found out that i can actually solve all the problems. Happy~!
Taught JR maths after work till 1:30am at sun plaza mac. The first time i stayed out after midnight just to study. What studious students we are. And i am a good teacher okie! JR managed to understand 11 questions from tutorial 1 & 2.
Not too much, but definitely an improvement.
yeah.
Nothing much to say already.
Oh.
One hot topic of the week: NYP sex scandal.
For those who don't know, a sex video clip was spreading fast around the net. Seems like that girl is from NYP. And god, she is only 17. Super pro, and not as innocent as me. But she also very poor thing. The HP clip was meant to be for her own pleasure, but the HP was stolen by some rivals and hosted the clips onto the net. Yucks. The girl ended up being expelled, and have to face all the accusations. People in the forums were all saying that the person who hosted the clip onto the net should be expelled instead, and i agree with them. Those people without a conscience should not be left to gloat at their evil deeds. (I bet the rival must be gloating somewhere.) o.0
whatever. I am getting tired already.
Going to bed.
and i miss my boy.
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Had been busy these few days. Studying, slacking, and sleeping. Saturday and sunday were both slacking days. Supposed to study, but the mood was not there, and noone was around to accompany me too. Feel lonely studying by myself, so definitely won't study too long.
Went school on monday to study with the guys. We didn't do anything at all. But i did study and practice on the revision questions, found out that i can actually solve all the problems. Happy~!
Taught JR maths after work till 1:30am at sun plaza mac. The first time i stayed out after midnight just to study. What studious students we are. And i am a good teacher okie! JR managed to understand 11 questions from tutorial 1 & 2.
Not too much, but definitely an improvement.
yeah.
Nothing much to say already.
Oh.
One hot topic of the week: NYP sex scandal.
For those who don't know, a sex video clip was spreading fast around the net. Seems like that girl is from NYP. And god, she is only 17. Super pro, and not as innocent as me. But she also very poor thing. The HP clip was meant to be for her own pleasure, but the HP was stolen by some rivals and hosted the clips onto the net. Yucks. The girl ended up being expelled, and have to face all the accusations. People in the forums were all saying that the person who hosted the clip onto the net should be expelled instead, and i agree with them. Those people without a conscience should not be left to gloat at their evil deeds. (I bet the rival must be gloating somewhere.) o.0
whatever. I am getting tired already.
Going to bed.
and i miss my boy.
*^^*
Thursday, February 16, 2006 2:55 AM
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The time now is nearing 3am, and i am sitting on my bed, surrounded by super alot of papers, and my notes on electronic communications. It may seem like nothing to anyone, but it is definitely hell for me because i am experiencing something we call a zombie. My body reaction is slowing down, but my mind is working fine. Too fine actually. I am suppose to be already feeling super tired, and sleepy now, but NO. Awake an clear is exactly the word to describe me now.
Nothing great happened to me these days. Maybe something. But that happened like.. 2/3 months ago? *^^*
and valentine's day. . .
It was quite screwed actually. There was a presentation that i totally forgot about. Went Robin's house to do report, and took a cab back to schoolfor the presentation. BUT, the stupid teacher was not in his room, and we have no other ways to find him. Great. Waited for abit, left a note, and left. By then we were already quite turned off le. Tired, and yet still have to run around. Waste time and cant even do anything else, cos i have to work on tt day. Sick. Still, we managed to catch "I not stupid too". It was quite bad.. but i suppose we enjoyed the movie? hmmm. . .
at least the movie is nice. =X
My boy gave me something super nice. Roses!! :D and i was really wishing for flowers too!
super nice right? They are pink, but somehow it looks orangey in the picture. It is PINK, okie~
and my dear boy wrapped the flowers himself. Lol. . . super sweet right?? :D
okie. i've got to go back to my studies. Tomorrow's paper is a sure goner.
/me feels like puking
Nothing great happened to me these days. Maybe something. But that happened like.. 2/3 months ago? *^^*
and valentine's day. . .
It was quite screwed actually. There was a presentation that i totally forgot about. Went Robin's house to do report, and took a cab back to schoolfor the presentation. BUT, the stupid teacher was not in his room, and we have no other ways to find him. Great. Waited for abit, left a note, and left. By then we were already quite turned off le. Tired, and yet still have to run around. Waste time and cant even do anything else, cos i have to work on tt day. Sick. Still, we managed to catch "I not stupid too". It was quite bad.. but i suppose we enjoyed the movie? hmmm. . .
at least the movie is nice. =X
My boy gave me something super nice. Roses!! :D and i was really wishing for flowers too!
super nice right? They are pink, but somehow it looks orangey in the picture. It is PINK, okie~
and my dear boy wrapped the flowers himself. Lol. . . super sweet right?? :D
okie. i've got to go back to my studies. Tomorrow's paper is a sure goner.
/me feels like puking
Wednesday, February 08, 2006 2:12 AM
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Thinking about being perfect.
Is there anyone on Earth who is Perfect?
can perfect people really co-exist with the other normal people?
The answer?
NO NO NO NO NO
I don't believe in perfect people. It just makes me feel super plastic. And for all you know, they might be Mr./Ms Goody Two Shoes in front of you, and in another minute, stabbed u hard in th back. Like so many people in the society. As a matter of fact, back-stabbing is a bad habit that starts from young, where you start to stop friend-ing this friend, cos he/she blah blah blah. That is childish back-stabbing. Sick.
Well, i suppose there might be exceptions. At least on the outside everything looks good. But what happens underneath the well-hidden mask, might be something more hideous that you can ever imagine.
Some may question: So, why go all the way to pursue perfection?
1) To improve yourself
2) Prove that you are not useless
3) To show off
4) Plus points for yourself
5) Attract more of the opposite sex
6) Because you look up to someone whom you think is perfect
which of these is you? And of course, there are infinite reasons to go after perfection.
I always feel that it is tiring to always run after perfection. It is always the "as long as you feel comfortable, its okie" motto for me. Of course, thats me. :D
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I really should be studying for my lab test and a useless paper for tomorrow instead of blogging. But it is really in a spur of moment, when i really feel like typing. Just feel like pressing the keys on my computer. At least I don't need to keep thinking of what to blog, cos i am not paid to blog. Not like Xiaxue, who have to type crap when she totally has nothing to talk about. That's what i called wasting of time.
Is there anyone on Earth who is Perfect?
can perfect people really co-exist with the other normal people?
The answer?
NO NO NO NO NO
I don't believe in perfect people. It just makes me feel super plastic. And for all you know, they might be Mr./Ms Goody Two Shoes in front of you, and in another minute, stabbed u hard in th back. Like so many people in the society. As a matter of fact, back-stabbing is a bad habit that starts from young, where you start to stop friend-ing this friend, cos he/she blah blah blah. That is childish back-stabbing. Sick.
Well, i suppose there might be exceptions. At least on the outside everything looks good. But what happens underneath the well-hidden mask, might be something more hideous that you can ever imagine.
Some may question: So, why go all the way to pursue perfection?
1) To improve yourself
2) Prove that you are not useless
3) To show off
4) Plus points for yourself
5) Attract more of the opposite sex
6) Because you look up to someone whom you think is perfect
which of these is you? And of course, there are infinite reasons to go after perfection.
I always feel that it is tiring to always run after perfection. It is always the "as long as you feel comfortable, its okie" motto for me. Of course, thats me. :D
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I really should be studying for my lab test and a useless paper for tomorrow instead of blogging. But it is really in a spur of moment, when i really feel like typing. Just feel like pressing the keys on my computer. At least I don't need to keep thinking of what to blog, cos i am not paid to blog. Not like Xiaxue, who have to type crap when she totally has nothing to talk about. That's what i called wasting of time.
Thursday, February 02, 2006 9:10 PM
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Having ASP lab now. Jimmy(my teacher) keep looking at me, because i wasn't doing my own project, and yet was going around, talking. and maybe being surrounded by people. muahaha! THAT'S because i have already done projects okie! :D
kuanyi was doing this super irritating thing that is starting to get on my nerves. He talks and types like some small ah lian, with all the 'worx', 'nehz', 'euu' etc etc. ARGH!! and he change his nickname on msn to this type of language, and he use my picture as his display pic!! WTH!
but he said many people say i am cute. :x maybe he jus wanna bluff me so i'll let him use my picture. But never mind. He is a bastard anyway. and gaying with Damien. (psst! they having some date or something tomorrow night!!)
AND now the bastard is begging me not to post this entry. BUT I DON'T CARE /me evil laugh.
okie. Nothing much to update. Just that these 2 or 3 days have been seeing my boy, and i am happy about it! :D sorry for the past few busy weeks!! :(
tata! will update soon. . . i guess.
kuanyi was doing this super irritating thing that is starting to get on my nerves. He talks and types like some small ah lian, with all the 'worx', 'nehz', 'euu' etc etc. ARGH!! and he change his nickname on msn to this type of language, and he use my picture as his display pic!! WTH!
but he said many people say i am cute. :x maybe he jus wanna bluff me so i'll let him use my picture. But never mind. He is a bastard anyway. and gaying with Damien. (psst! they having some date or something tomorrow night!!)
AND now the bastard is begging me not to post this entry. BUT I DON'T CARE /me evil laugh.
okie. Nothing much to update. Just that these 2 or 3 days have been seeing my boy, and i am happy about it! :D sorry for the past few busy weeks!! :(
tata! will update soon. . . i guess.
