Wednesday, January 23, 2008

COSMO said i told you so

Appreciate your man.


Dont demand. When you demand you set these really high expectations and though sometimes its ok to have one but by demanding things you tend to overlook stuff and you stop appreciating the things that you guy is doing coz your thinking that its his job to do it in the first place. which is definitely wrong. your only supposed to take what the other gives.

There's a difference between doing something out of love and just fulfilling an obigation. That's the reason why some people dont go to masses anymore they felt they've been going there because they're required to. instead of being commended for going they get criticized more and feels guilty if they miss one. so they just stop going.

If your partner is starting to feel that he's just doing an obligation then you have to start worrying. Once he starts to question the passion that is put into the relationship thats when he starts feeling choked. and trust me you dont want to get into that point.


Stop questioning his motives.


I get it. we've all watched too many a sci-fi films about conspiracies and cover-ups. Though it would be nice if life is that exciting and all but the truth is, your man isn't hiding anything from you. theres is no ulterior motives or hidden agenda. he just wants to be with you.
to feel your smooth skin.. kiss those red lips.. touch your soft cheeks.

He is not secretly wishihg to be with other girls or to be w/ his friends. nor is he hoping that time would fastforward itself so his time with you could be over soon.

Ask any man you know (yes even including your dad) if they would sacrifice they're time, passion (basketball, parties, inuman etc) and ego for any girl or anyone at all who doesnt mean to them. If he's tired all day and still carries your bag. you are special! if he misses a game so he could just chat with your over coffee or ice cream. you are special! if he goes shopping with you for that one dress you've been wanting to wear even if you dont know what it looks like yet, providing of course that he still wants to sleep with you (meaning he's not gay). you are special!and he means it. otherwise he would bluntly say you so.


for the nth time: Stop trying to change him. you fell in love with that imperfect guy remember.


why is it that every woman seems to have this personal mission to change their man. They expect men to be their sort of project doll where they would inject a little breeding of their liking. stop it! if we want to change then we'd go to the experts (calling queer eye for a straight guy or something like that) Women tend to forget that they were attracted to that barbaric personality in the first place. fresh.mysterious.uncertain. if we changed who we are then we would lose our identity. you might achieve your goal of what you think as a perfect boyfriend but we would lose ourselves, doubting the decisions that we've made for the past couple of months and yes that includes the decision to be with you. The only thing that can be done is to compromise. meet halfways. to learn to adjust through our differences. imagine if we start out on an experiment of changing you to be the beer-drinking-basketball-loving-submissive-outdoor-get-down-and-dirty-type of girlfriend that most men want. scary isn't it?


So Ladies appreciate your man.

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

ten+ things i love about baNGz

2008. this year i take blogging seriously. much to the delight of my girlfriend kyjean. She has been convincing me to take up this passion of hers. So i only find it appropriate to start my blog with an entry about her. on how much i adore her of course. this is in random order for i love every part of her equally.

She's a hug addict. Somehow she craves about hugging me everytime. that is why we have invented different kinds of hugs to cloak our PDA's from our imaginary paparazzi. from semi-hugs to quarter-hugs to accidental hugs. i cant seem to get enough of her hugs though. and thank goodness nothing could seem to replenish her need to hug me. And i totally feel the same way

The way her eyes closes when we kiss. Its like watching those old movies. When the guy gives that true love kiss to her girl. you know its real. you know its something special. I never thought i that i wanted something like that. and here she's giving it to me.

Her passion for writing. Mostly she's been seriously writing blogs right now but i wouldnt be surprised if one day she'd try her luck at writing a book. She has greatly improved with her style and i'm so proud everytime i read her latest entries.

Her love affair with books. If theres one thing i should be jealous about. that one thing that she probably love more than me. its her books. and no! its not one of those cheezy sweet valley high's or judy mcnaught's. those seems amateurish compared to what she reads. her vast collection of amazing books, that could belong to the top 100 books of all time, include lovely bones, stardust, jonathan strange etc. and lately she's been mesmerized by no less than the rockstar of literature himself, neil gaiman.

The never ending apetite. I love food. If its edible, i'll eat it. but kyjean loves them more. We could eat at a high class restaurant or in UP's carenderia or even on the next kanto's pungko², we would still be able to enjoy the food w/o any qualms at all. and after a huge meal, just when both of us are complaining of gastric fulfillment she begins to crave for a sweet dessert as soon as we get pass that sari-sari store. Looks like i've met my match.

Being the defiant kikay. Everyone who knows baNGz would tell you that she's a certified RAWKISTA. The type who's always present at gigs and chases bands. she could even qualify as a groupie. but what people dont know is that she's also a kikay. She has a complete collection of Cosmopolitan magazine and never misses an issue. Though she doesnt wear any make-ups (honestly there is no need for one) but she can definitely tell you a lot about fashion.

The camwhoring moments. I would like to think that i awaken the camwhore in her. This is not your typical point-the-cam-to-your-face-inside-the-bathroom-and-start-clicking-rapidly type camwhore. There has to be a concept. and theres nothing more i love to do than taking her pictures. If the subject is as pretty as that, I woudn't mind being her personal photographer at all. Call it labor of love.

Her silky soft skin. At the end of the day. I would still be a guy. The type to brag about her girl to his friends. Though i'm really not that type but the fact that 3 taxi drivers have insisted that kyjean is a movie star and have offered the fare to be on the house plus a balikbayan asking her also if she's a local celeb here. One cannot help but put a smile into his face. Yeap that's my girl.

Those kissable red lips. I have to be honest with you. I first noticed her because of those rosy red lips. Everyone does. I was on my way out of the elevator at work when i suddenly saw those stunningly beautiful red lips and the georgeous woman that owned them. From then on i cant help but look at her everyday.

The baNGz. I had been contemplating on how to approach and introduce myself to her. I was waiting for that perfect moment when suddenly inside the elevator, i noticed her new hairstyle and without thinking blurted a compliment about her bangs. That was the opportunity i needed. Since then i've been calling her baNGz.

That fierce competitive nature. Its safe to say that i will never be bored about baNGz. While we agree about a lot of things, we still argue about stuffs specially when our competitive nature kicks in. Although we haven't settled yet who has the higher IQ, and we do still fight about it, theres no doubt that our love for each other is definitely the highest.

Being a NURSE. I've said this before and i'll say it again. I even have a blog about it in my friendster account. I've always known that i'd end up w/ a nurse. call it wishful thinking but i've always told my peers throughout college and they could attest to it that i would want to love and be loved by a nurse. Having Kyjean in my life simply means that destiny happens and sometimes even if you dont know it, just when your not expecting it, you do get what you want. Amen to HIM!