In a country as bitchy as Kuwait, are we really believers in love at first sight?
Frankly, after too many bumps in the road, and three disks of X files, and just to tell you I'm not in single digits at all, I dated, freaks, fake boobs, idiots, liars, oh lets not forget the.. the what's it called, oh my god, there is no definition for it, hmm, u know when some people fake an accent in certain words, like instead id simply saying party, they say par-taaaay. Or instead of café-latté, it becomes cafay-lataaay, and some of that crap, I just don’t know what to call it!
Any way after that many bad dates, and relationships I started writing, few month and years, I started comparing my writings, and turns up, I do not believed in love at first sight, baby, if I didn’t see an std test, and a set of credit cards, I wont be safe dating, nor loving any one, since I don’t want to like playing sexual yenta, or even pay for his/her divorce, oh and yeah, I would like to see his/her family tree, just in case if we go deep, I don’t really wanna screw my cousin, now back to the subject, volatile, is the definition of love at first sight, I mean, most guys my age get that 5 times a day, I'm not really like them, but hey, I am not in the mode to bang some boy or girl, and then get guilt, any way, I wasn’t sexually active, until some one told me that I am prince charming, so, well, I don’t wanna talk about sexually active people, any way, do u believe in love at first sight?
the art of compromising
is compromising an art of any way?
is compromising really a must in a relationship?
well i say yes!
we say yes!
hell of a lot of people say hell yea!
now listen to my story yall:-
i'm in a relationship with some one, that i love deeply, yes i get hurt alot from some of the senseless jokes i get - though he doesnt meen them -, i do alot of hurting too, concedring my age, and my hormones, my act will be pulled up together at the age of 21, or 20, somewhere in between, we are close, in love, happy most of the time, but these few days we are getting a rough edge, you see, i wasnt a sexualy active person, a kiss was the farrest thing i concedred reaching, but after a really hard slap in the face, and mis-judgement, not to mention heartbreak, i agreed about being sexualy active, hated the thought of it yes, but then i got sucked into it.
now after that, the person i'm in a relationship with wants me to do something more, something i've experience in my early childhood and didnt really like it, this thing is addictive, and i've tried hard, well hard is a very light word concedoring what i've tried :s, not to get addicted to it.
my other half told me more than once, after me passing 21, i'd be exposed to that matter, now he is demanding that i be exposed now, saying that he had experinced it befor, though in more than one conversation, he said he never did it.
so do i compromise?
i know u guys will email me asking what the heck am i talking about, just like some other posts, this subject is deep, and i only know one thing, i feel like a cheap easter bunny, i look good, but i'm tastless, and hollow from the inside...
one other question, why do we compromise?
JerkáLimma
As I walked down the side walk of my own, little house on the briary, Pun Intended, :Pp~, to meet this friend who I recently found out he's gay – found out as in found him making out with my hunk of a friend who always bragged about having three girlfriends – so I met him, his car, un-usually clean and smelling surprisingly fresh and minty!, without a hello, he started complaining about his life, and how many jerks he saw and/or met, and how depressed these people made him feel, not to disrespect my friend, but somehow, I dozed of thinking of how many jerks I've met in my life, male or female, it didn't matter to me, I just started counting:-
There is a guy I met in high school, he stopped being friends with me because I don’t drive, saying what help am I, If I cant get him anywhere?
A girl at loyac, named noria – yes I agree bitchie name! – ised to pick fights with me just because I didn’t look good, well guess what bitch, I am a fuckin model now!
A guy used to greet me in an awesome way, and tell me good things about myself, and the moment I turn my back he used to talk shit about me.
A girl I met online, after being really close, and after telling me her secrets and sending me her daily photo's, she blocked and deleted me because her boyfriend says he doesn’t trust her.
A guy said he doesn’t feel like talking to me and that I am pushy and that I put a lot of pressure on him after he told me a certain secret, now that wasn’t what annoyed me much, the annoyment came from the fact that we didn’t talk about his secret much, we just randomly chatted.
A girl I dated for a few weeks, told me she loves me in the same day we met, on the third week, she tells me that she hates me, and she is a lesbian.
One of my so called close friends, after I've read a book about how to develop friendship and make it stronger, said "I don’t feel like being friends with you, like janet Jackson said, I'm gone" the drama loving boy is facing an identity crises now, how cool is that?
This girl at dance class, I wasn’t taking classes there I was leading the forth line in a play, so I suggest a move for the 1st line, she started swearing at me saying that I am trying to insult her and teach her job, the problem was the move was taken and she started talking behind my back that I steal things from the stage, and I'm the one who stole the audio mix cd's.
Now this one is joined force, two girls started talking about me and maya – a very close friend – being sexually active together, other guy started annoying maya, but revenge was taken this time, guess prada bags cant really handle dr pepper.
A so-called-friend sent me an email, saying that I'm a "3gaidy" for wearing outfits more than once, EXCUSE ME!
One of my so many ex-friends – and ex's for that matter – had a perk of doing practical jokes on me, it went so far, that he publicly humiliated me by keeping the price on a gift I asked him to buy for a friends' birthday, the gift was a paper-back book that coasted 2 kd only, I was ashamed, really I could've given more, but I wanted to give a good book, instead of a good message, the people got the idea of me being cheap.
Now I'm not saint, some think I'm a jerk, but I wont enjoy hurting people, as to my friend who wanted to complain for me, after I bought him a Sunday ice cream, he felt all better, now u my dear, met a jerk lately?
There is a guy I met in high school, he stopped being friends with me because I don’t drive, saying what help am I, If I cant get him anywhere?
A girl at loyac, named noria – yes I agree bitchie name! – ised to pick fights with me just because I didn’t look good, well guess what bitch, I am a fuckin model now!
A guy used to greet me in an awesome way, and tell me good things about myself, and the moment I turn my back he used to talk shit about me.
A girl I met online, after being really close, and after telling me her secrets and sending me her daily photo's, she blocked and deleted me because her boyfriend says he doesn’t trust her.
A guy said he doesn’t feel like talking to me and that I am pushy and that I put a lot of pressure on him after he told me a certain secret, now that wasn’t what annoyed me much, the annoyment came from the fact that we didn’t talk about his secret much, we just randomly chatted.
A girl I dated for a few weeks, told me she loves me in the same day we met, on the third week, she tells me that she hates me, and she is a lesbian.
One of my so called close friends, after I've read a book about how to develop friendship and make it stronger, said "I don’t feel like being friends with you, like janet Jackson said, I'm gone" the drama loving boy is facing an identity crises now, how cool is that?
This girl at dance class, I wasn’t taking classes there I was leading the forth line in a play, so I suggest a move for the 1st line, she started swearing at me saying that I am trying to insult her and teach her job, the problem was the move was taken and she started talking behind my back that I steal things from the stage, and I'm the one who stole the audio mix cd's.
Now this one is joined force, two girls started talking about me and maya – a very close friend – being sexually active together, other guy started annoying maya, but revenge was taken this time, guess prada bags cant really handle dr pepper.
A so-called-friend sent me an email, saying that I'm a "3gaidy" for wearing outfits more than once, EXCUSE ME!
One of my so many ex-friends – and ex's for that matter – had a perk of doing practical jokes on me, it went so far, that he publicly humiliated me by keeping the price on a gift I asked him to buy for a friends' birthday, the gift was a paper-back book that coasted 2 kd only, I was ashamed, really I could've given more, but I wanted to give a good book, instead of a good message, the people got the idea of me being cheap.
Now I'm not saint, some think I'm a jerk, but I wont enjoy hurting people, as to my friend who wanted to complain for me, after I bought him a Sunday ice cream, he felt all better, now u my dear, met a jerk lately?
contradiction
i'm 17, yes i'm young, still i haven't met the world...
but somehow, most the people i've met where all shinny from the outside and really empty and hollow from the inside...
or just like those cheap easter chocolate bunnies, tastless from the outside and smelling tasty from the inside... its an intresting contradiction...
isnt it?
but somehow, most the people i've met where all shinny from the outside and really empty and hollow from the inside...
or just like those cheap easter chocolate bunnies, tastless from the outside and smelling tasty from the inside... its an intresting contradiction...
isnt it?
Can't Get It Outta My Head!
Jennifer Lopez - Que Hiciste
It's a Spanish song, thanks to the After Hours Blog, here it is...
http://www.mediafire.com/?cynmwm4wm4y Original Song
http://www.mediafire.com/?bonddjttzm0 Club Mix >>> Personal Fav!
Here's The Blog Link..
Thank U Misho = Devilish Cutie
http://theafterhoursblog.blogspot.com/
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