Another stupid ass analogy that I made up out of thin air..
"Men are like the moon and women are like the sun"
See the moon is flawed with craters and at times beautiful to look at. At times you see the whole thing and other times you only see half of what's really there but still it's always approachable. You don't know why you're attracted to it but that's part of the appeal, something so simple yet ominous.
The sun is big, bright and beautiful. We can't survive without it because nothing would grow if there was no sun. You can try to approach it but just when you think you have figured it out by getting closer eventually you burn up and die and that is the myth knows as "women are complicated". What men don't get is that we're not meant to find out the big secret or unlock that door but just to preserve it as it is and work around it. After all, what fun is there when you figure them out completely?
True love is like an eclipse. When it happens it's so beautiful as for a moment an entity of absolute power and an entity of mysterious tranquility come together as one creating something that can't be seen with the naked eye. A perfect fit. With each relation ship you find out whether you're working towards that perfect fit or away from it but when you know it is you hang on to it for dear life.
When it comes and it goes, that's tragedy for you.
Oh yeah and I can't remember if I wrote on here about the bet I had with RBC.
In a nut shell the both of us made a bet early last year which revolved around money vs skill when it came to girls. We made a deadline of a month where we would have to pick a girl from the college and only use skill to get her with no monetary influence involved. He picked the easiest one and I chose the hardest (more fun if it's challenging). In the end we both gave up coz mine was nuts and he couldn't get his without using a little monetary influence.
Well a few days ago he called me up in the middle of the night to inform me of the "good" news with him having a threesome. Naturally I gave him the standard male ego boosting congratulatory speech and didn't think too much about it. Right after the call I bumped into the friend he was hanging out with earlier that night and that mutual friend filled me in on the details. The very next day I found him telling all our friends about his experience. Weird thing was how his story kept changing from one person to the other. Even the story I heard was a different version.
See, I don't mind when people talk crap with me. I talk crap all the time, ask anyone. There is a time and place (and person) to talk bullshit to and apparently RBC doesn't get that concept. I don't really give a fuck who you fuck and the things you do but I'll listen anyways because you're my friend but when you try so hard to convince me with absolute bullshit it gets really annoying especially when I consider you to be a good friend.
A few months back someone commented that the name Ki//joy was pretty weird as usually my comments are the opposite. Here's part of the reason why:
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"Your ex's brother introduced you to them?"
"Haha yeah. His cousin and friend I think. I totally understand what you felt. " - RBC
"How I felt?"
"Ya lah. It was fun and tiring and even awkward" - RBC
"Why pula awkward?"
"At one point I didn't really know what to do as they were more into themselves" - RBC
"So let's get this straight. Your ex's brother who didn't like you dating his little sister so he told her a lot of crap about you behind your back introduced you to his cousin and her friend who you were so generous with and eventually brought you back to their hotel room only to be more interested in themselves while having a threesome eventually proving to him that he was right all along about you?"
*Silence*
"Kudos for thinking with your cock instead of your head. Oh and I win"
"Win?" - RBC
"Remember our bet? I didn't spend a single cent when I had my threesome. So say it"
"Okay fine, you win" - RBC
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"Men are like the moon and women are like the sun"
See the moon is flawed with craters and at times beautiful to look at. At times you see the whole thing and other times you only see half of what's really there but still it's always approachable. You don't know why you're attracted to it but that's part of the appeal, something so simple yet ominous.
The sun is big, bright and beautiful. We can't survive without it because nothing would grow if there was no sun. You can try to approach it but just when you think you have figured it out by getting closer eventually you burn up and die and that is the myth knows as "women are complicated". What men don't get is that we're not meant to find out the big secret or unlock that door but just to preserve it as it is and work around it. After all, what fun is there when you figure them out completely?
True love is like an eclipse. When it happens it's so beautiful as for a moment an entity of absolute power and an entity of mysterious tranquility come together as one creating something that can't be seen with the naked eye. A perfect fit. With each relation ship you find out whether you're working towards that perfect fit or away from it but when you know it is you hang on to it for dear life.
When it comes and it goes, that's tragedy for you.
Oh yeah and I can't remember if I wrote on here about the bet I had with RBC.
In a nut shell the both of us made a bet early last year which revolved around money vs skill when it came to girls. We made a deadline of a month where we would have to pick a girl from the college and only use skill to get her with no monetary influence involved. He picked the easiest one and I chose the hardest (more fun if it's challenging). In the end we both gave up coz mine was nuts and he couldn't get his without using a little monetary influence.
Well a few days ago he called me up in the middle of the night to inform me of the "good" news with him having a threesome. Naturally I gave him the standard male ego boosting congratulatory speech and didn't think too much about it. Right after the call I bumped into the friend he was hanging out with earlier that night and that mutual friend filled me in on the details. The very next day I found him telling all our friends about his experience. Weird thing was how his story kept changing from one person to the other. Even the story I heard was a different version.
See, I don't mind when people talk crap with me. I talk crap all the time, ask anyone. There is a time and place (and person) to talk bullshit to and apparently RBC doesn't get that concept. I don't really give a fuck who you fuck and the things you do but I'll listen anyways because you're my friend but when you try so hard to convince me with absolute bullshit it gets really annoying especially when I consider you to be a good friend.
A few months back someone commented that the name Ki//joy was pretty weird as usually my comments are the opposite. Here's part of the reason why:
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"Your ex's brother introduced you to them?"
"Haha yeah. His cousin and friend I think. I totally understand what you felt. " - RBC
"How I felt?"
"Ya lah. It was fun and tiring and even awkward" - RBC
"Why pula awkward?"
"At one point I didn't really know what to do as they were more into themselves" - RBC
"So let's get this straight. Your ex's brother who didn't like you dating his little sister so he told her a lot of crap about you behind your back introduced you to his cousin and her friend who you were so generous with and eventually brought you back to their hotel room only to be more interested in themselves while having a threesome eventually proving to him that he was right all along about you?"
*Silence*
"Kudos for thinking with your cock instead of your head. Oh and I win"
"Win?" - RBC
"Remember our bet? I didn't spend a single cent when I had my threesome. So say it"
"Okay fine, you win" - RBC
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That's why I'm Ki//joy
Till Next Time
Ki//joy
Till Next Time
Ki//joy
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