Room for Respect (Edited)
I wrote this when I was hungover. Bad bad hangover.
"This is a cluttered caption of my mind. So like always, I'll jump from one point to another. It's great if possess the ability to solve my jigsaw puzzle.
I guess this issue triggered my mind last night when I went out to party last night. I thought it was "healthy" to lose control and dance of my bad vibes. A great free entry night and two dollars for drinks, for sure, I'd never say no. Soon after acq came by to pick me up, we head off for dinner. I swear it was a major heartache to keep a conversation going with him. He was practically inattentive, like my kids in school. I hollered at him every now and then to get his attention. He wanted a night out and have a conversation but he was drifting away. I practically had to keep putting in fuel to get the conversation burning. It seemed to die after every 3-4 sentences and I thought he was the most undesirable man ever and for that moment, I pitied him for too many reasons. Soon we came up with politics and he seemed to have confused me but I've got Shane and Josh explain to me about that part and to sum up, he didn't make his point clear or don't really know what's going on. Obama's democrat and Mccain's republican. Done. I hope people here know who they are voting for and know that there is a HUGE difference between those two people and what they are standing up for.
Anyway, as I said before, acq is the most undesirable man on earth. Does not listen, uninteresting, dead-end job, have no aims in life and no great conversationist. And what ironically it seemed to me that Mr. Undesirable started taking an interest in me when he had to drop by his apartment (it was pretty near so..) to change into a another sweater to match my outfit so that we looked like we were going to the club together. He complimented me for my erm.. lips. That was not so bad. But later, he showed me his HIV test showing he was clean. Now the question is.... WHY????????? I was about to burst out into laughter but I had to keep familiar people around me for the night because it still feels weird to go out on my own around here, so I thought I shouldn't offend him at all... Yet. Also, I don't know him well enough to know his sensitivity level. Who knows what will happen to me if I have offended him.
Then, after too much to drink, I started losing control of my body but I was still very aware of my environment. Absolute consciousness. Josh was on standby always to pick me up. Angel, my friend, was there and I was so glad for his presence and always looking out for me. He waited with me at the sidewalk for Josh's royal arrival. I remembered clearly being way out of control. Felt like some temporary muscle-handicap. Mr Undesirable sat with us and kept insisting to have me taken care of and that I could crash at his place and Angel told him that I was getting a ride from Josh. Mr U kept on and on at it that he could take me. I thought Mr U was definitely retarded and desperate. It was funny that I finally saw what Josh has been talking about. An obvious example of a typical desperate man who targets on knocked up woman and date-rape her. I still felt sorry for him. Angel thought he was a creep and we already knew he was some guy who would date-rape a woman. It was a pretty hilarious experience.
Ouh, to add, before I alerted Josh to pick me up, I was down on the floor drinking lots of ice water. Mr U asked if I wanted to get some air outside or leave the club and do something instead at his place. And then he suggested we should listen to his very american selection of uninspiring music. My god, woman, please.
I guess I'm saying some men out there need to learn to be more respectful. I do feel woman's value has been damned to just cents. Maybe it's the way we portray ourselves somehow and I guess it's a little our fault to be dressing up naughty and indecent. Maybe sometimes with our panties or butt-crack sticking out of our pants or skirts. Sometimes it's a nice thing for us girls to know men do take notice of us respectfully of our assets and how we look in our dresses. But it's never nice to know up to the extend of how men already have it in their heads that they could score us and then label us the little sluts they hooked up with and tally us to their magic number. Scoring is definitely one thing nice for you men.... Goodness. But take a moment to think about the diseases you may get infected with just hooking up with random people. Well maybe it's just me. I'm just extremely monogamous. I do worry about these certain things like I thought for sure if someone is so hot and easy to get and if she or he just willingly hooks up with you, don't you think she or he has been going around being easy to get with everyone else? Think about how many different people they've been physically in contact with. These two years I've been contented with just Josh and I do have a really great time with him. My life now is not the end. I don't desire anymore sweaty filthy men. How do you guys out there feel about sleeping around? My goodness, men have been throwing on us women more than ever. I've always thought it was the other way round. Well thank you so much for the offer, people, but no. If I can respect your choice to hook up with just anyone, respect mine. I'll show you a good time on the dance floor but trying to bring me home as your candy treat after no effort in partying but just watching us girls dancing, not being a good conversationist and pushing your chance is never going to do anything for you. It's creepy. Even if we have a great time at the dance floor, it's Josh's arms I'll be returning to.
Ouh this one. Please stop telling me that you hooked up with more than 45 women a year. That's a man slut for sure. This is no longer the 19th century and no use calling women you hook up with bitches and getting away with your man slut title. I sure pity the future woman you end up spending the rest of your life with, or even better, you' might just spend the rest of your life an old bachelor which is definitely on the bottom list after murderers. If you don't believe in karma, good for you. But there is such thing as things would be getting into your way of whoring fun with that list of women condemning you for what you did or say about them. That bad condemning energy is good enough to fight its way to get you. Yes, I hope.
Good night, world."
"This is a cluttered caption of my mind. So like always, I'll jump from one point to another. It's great if possess the ability to solve my jigsaw puzzle.
I guess this issue triggered my mind last night when I went out to party last night. I thought it was "healthy" to lose control and dance of my bad vibes. A great free entry night and two dollars for drinks, for sure, I'd never say no. Soon after acq came by to pick me up, we head off for dinner. I swear it was a major heartache to keep a conversation going with him. He was practically inattentive, like my kids in school. I hollered at him every now and then to get his attention. He wanted a night out and have a conversation but he was drifting away. I practically had to keep putting in fuel to get the conversation burning. It seemed to die after every 3-4 sentences and I thought he was the most undesirable man ever and for that moment, I pitied him for too many reasons. Soon we came up with politics and he seemed to have confused me but I've got Shane and Josh explain to me about that part and to sum up, he didn't make his point clear or don't really know what's going on. Obama's democrat and Mccain's republican. Done. I hope people here know who they are voting for and know that there is a HUGE difference between those two people and what they are standing up for.
Anyway, as I said before, acq is the most undesirable man on earth. Does not listen, uninteresting, dead-end job, have no aims in life and no great conversationist. And what ironically it seemed to me that Mr. Undesirable started taking an interest in me when he had to drop by his apartment (it was pretty near so..) to change into a another sweater to match my outfit so that we looked like we were going to the club together. He complimented me for my erm.. lips. That was not so bad. But later, he showed me his HIV test showing he was clean. Now the question is.... WHY????????? I was about to burst out into laughter but I had to keep familiar people around me for the night because it still feels weird to go out on my own around here, so I thought I shouldn't offend him at all... Yet. Also, I don't know him well enough to know his sensitivity level. Who knows what will happen to me if I have offended him.
Then, after too much to drink, I started losing control of my body but I was still very aware of my environment. Absolute consciousness. Josh was on standby always to pick me up. Angel, my friend, was there and I was so glad for his presence and always looking out for me. He waited with me at the sidewalk for Josh's royal arrival. I remembered clearly being way out of control. Felt like some temporary muscle-handicap. Mr Undesirable sat with us and kept insisting to have me taken care of and that I could crash at his place and Angel told him that I was getting a ride from Josh. Mr U kept on and on at it that he could take me. I thought Mr U was definitely retarded and desperate. It was funny that I finally saw what Josh has been talking about. An obvious example of a typical desperate man who targets on knocked up woman and date-rape her. I still felt sorry for him. Angel thought he was a creep and we already knew he was some guy who would date-rape a woman. It was a pretty hilarious experience.
Ouh, to add, before I alerted Josh to pick me up, I was down on the floor drinking lots of ice water. Mr U asked if I wanted to get some air outside or leave the club and do something instead at his place. And then he suggested we should listen to his very american selection of uninspiring music. My god, woman, please.
I guess I'm saying some men out there need to learn to be more respectful. I do feel woman's value has been damned to just cents. Maybe it's the way we portray ourselves somehow and I guess it's a little our fault to be dressing up naughty and indecent. Maybe sometimes with our panties or butt-crack sticking out of our pants or skirts. Sometimes it's a nice thing for us girls to know men do take notice of us respectfully of our assets and how we look in our dresses. But it's never nice to know up to the extend of how men already have it in their heads that they could score us and then label us the little sluts they hooked up with and tally us to their magic number. Scoring is definitely one thing nice for you men.... Goodness. But take a moment to think about the diseases you may get infected with just hooking up with random people. Well maybe it's just me. I'm just extremely monogamous. I do worry about these certain things like I thought for sure if someone is so hot and easy to get and if she or he just willingly hooks up with you, don't you think she or he has been going around being easy to get with everyone else? Think about how many different people they've been physically in contact with. These two years I've been contented with just Josh and I do have a really great time with him. My life now is not the end. I don't desire anymore sweaty filthy men. How do you guys out there feel about sleeping around? My goodness, men have been throwing on us women more than ever. I've always thought it was the other way round. Well thank you so much for the offer, people, but no. If I can respect your choice to hook up with just anyone, respect mine. I'll show you a good time on the dance floor but trying to bring me home as your candy treat after no effort in partying but just watching us girls dancing, not being a good conversationist and pushing your chance is never going to do anything for you. It's creepy. Even if we have a great time at the dance floor, it's Josh's arms I'll be returning to.
Ouh this one. Please stop telling me that you hooked up with more than 45 women a year. That's a man slut for sure. This is no longer the 19th century and no use calling women you hook up with bitches and getting away with your man slut title. I sure pity the future woman you end up spending the rest of your life with, or even better, you' might just spend the rest of your life an old bachelor which is definitely on the bottom list after murderers. If you don't believe in karma, good for you. But there is such thing as things would be getting into your way of whoring fun with that list of women condemning you for what you did or say about them. That bad condemning energy is good enough to fight its way to get you. Yes, I hope.
Good night, world."
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