So many things, but nothing at the end of the day.
So, something weird happened with my car while driving home, and I almost got into an accident. I'm a little bit shaken, and a half out of the good, I want to write mood that I had been while driving. I'm trying to get back into it.
I was about to leave work today, a little early but anyway, then I saw someone with a gift registry print out in her hand... She was beautiful, incredibly cute, the best words to describe her are what to me is the epitome of feminine beauty: cute as a button. That to me is the adjective that best describes the type of beauty that takes my breath away, the type of beauty that is not just external but internal, something special that shines through, and a thousand other things that pale in comparison to the words that I may choose to define them. Cute as a button. My exact thoughts at that moment are summerised thusly: Wow. (It is a . and not a ! because of the whole taking my breath away part, I didn't have enough wind left in me to yell it. Even inside my head.) So, I went up to her and offered my help. She smiled and accepted my offer, she couldn't figure out why there were two different events (two dates) for her friend's wedding. She didn't know which one was right, why there were so few gifts purchased, or what she should do. She leaned in kind of close as I took the print out and explained what the different things were. Some items had been purcased on one of the registries, most hadn't, but that was normal as most people do not buy the gifts till a couple days before hand. I told her that the larger list was most likely the right one, especially considering the fact that the shorter one had the event dated as yesterday. I told her that we recomend people register for more than they think their friends and family will actually purchase, if only for the completion discount...Anyway, you all don't want to hear these details as they are either really boring, or you have already heard them too many times from the home office.
I walked her over to bath, helped her pick out some items, waited while she talked with said friend. Maybe I'm crazy, but there seemed to be some kind of something going on between us. I don't want to sound corny and say that we had some kind of connection, but I don't know how else to put it. It was the same type of feeling I got when I met Jaime, and that turned out to be true. It's nice when you can feel mutual attraction like that with someone you just met. I am damn handsome. Well, nothing happened. I'm too shy and quiet when I meet someone that I find attractive, especially when they are that beautiful. I even stood behind her in line to buy my stuff (just a coincidence mind you), but wasn't able to say anything to her. I really wanted to though. I'm just not good at that kind of stuff, I can't really flirt with women. I've never been able to do that, and it has made my life harder.
So I met this woman at work (had to be about my age, 23 for those of you not keeping count) who was cute as a button and seem to be attracted to me too, but I couldn't do anything more than be nice and help her find some gifts for her friend. Fuck. I want to yell at myself and into the air. Why can't I seem to become more than I seem to be, become what I want to be. AAAAHHHHHHH!
I have a one sided quarter now.
I was talking with my friend Susan today about some people whom shall remain nameless, but whom work with us. Too girls whom are involved with guys who do not treat them right. They seem to be getting hit, which obviously I find absolutely abhorent, and don't seem to be able to get out of their situations. For one of the girls, it's her boyfriend. I asked her not two days ago in a manner that is unlike me, as I don't like to tell people how they should live there lives even if they ask, but I had to as my brain was in pain from trying to comprehend what could possibly keep her from leaving him. He cheats on her, they argue all the time, he doesn't let her hang out with friends (and, as previously stated, hits her, but I didn't say that part; that is an awful lot of commas in a parentetical statement), I asked her why she stays with him. She couldn't give me an actual answer, and seemed to both realize and not realize that she wasn't giving me an actual answer. The other girl is married to her guy (sorry for the italics, but I don't feel comfortable using words that describe someone as being a man when they treat their other half like that, men do not do that), but even if you didn't know that something else was going on, it is obvious that they don't even seem to like each other. They've been married for only a short time at this point, but they're married and they don't live together or seem to like each other at all. I understand her not wanting to be around him if he hits her, but why marry him? Why marry someone you can't stand? Someone who treats you like that? And from the other point of view, I do not understand men who can hit women. I do not understand that at all. I do not understand men who can cheat. It is just something I can not comprehend. I don't understand being with someone if you don't like being with them, if you don't want to be with them. I don't understand staying with someone who does understand those things. My main frustration with these two situations lies in the fact that these two girls, these two young women shouldn't be in these situations. They shouldn't be treated like this. They deserve something so much better than it. It just bothers me to no end that there are guys like their guys who have girls like them and don't deserve them. All I have left to say is that it took me six long years (if I begin counting at 14, but that might not be the best year to start from) to get my first and thus far only girlfriend (the previously mentioned ex), and I'm a very nice and very handsome guy if I do say so myself, but I've always seemed to have trouble finding myself a girlfriend, and then I see these girls are with these guys. It is enough to make ones head explode in confusion. I'm not saying that I want to be with either of them in particular, I'm just saying it is sad and frustrating. I really don't like seeing people stuck in these situations. (By the way, Susan had her own thoughts and frustrations, mostly similar to mine, I just didn't see the need to fill all of that in as well.)
My brain is starting to hurt again.
I want to say more, and explain more, and what not, but I'm tired and hungry and need to shower. (And do the dishes too, but I may wait till tomorrow for that. I'm really tired) I'll try to add another long post either tonight or tomorrow. Those whom know me are welcome to respond with comments and questions. Those whom do not know me are welcome to leave questions and comments as well, but please include a joke or caricature with your comments. That's it from me for now. I'll leave you with some words of wisdom:
"You know, when it comes to telling time, I'm slower than the average bear."
Samael
I'm all out of commas
I was about to leave work today, a little early but anyway, then I saw someone with a gift registry print out in her hand... She was beautiful, incredibly cute, the best words to describe her are what to me is the epitome of feminine beauty: cute as a button. That to me is the adjective that best describes the type of beauty that takes my breath away, the type of beauty that is not just external but internal, something special that shines through, and a thousand other things that pale in comparison to the words that I may choose to define them. Cute as a button. My exact thoughts at that moment are summerised thusly: Wow. (It is a . and not a ! because of the whole taking my breath away part, I didn't have enough wind left in me to yell it. Even inside my head.) So, I went up to her and offered my help. She smiled and accepted my offer, she couldn't figure out why there were two different events (two dates) for her friend's wedding. She didn't know which one was right, why there were so few gifts purchased, or what she should do. She leaned in kind of close as I took the print out and explained what the different things were. Some items had been purcased on one of the registries, most hadn't, but that was normal as most people do not buy the gifts till a couple days before hand. I told her that the larger list was most likely the right one, especially considering the fact that the shorter one had the event dated as yesterday. I told her that we recomend people register for more than they think their friends and family will actually purchase, if only for the completion discount...Anyway, you all don't want to hear these details as they are either really boring, or you have already heard them too many times from the home office.
I walked her over to bath, helped her pick out some items, waited while she talked with said friend. Maybe I'm crazy, but there seemed to be some kind of something going on between us. I don't want to sound corny and say that we had some kind of connection, but I don't know how else to put it. It was the same type of feeling I got when I met Jaime, and that turned out to be true. It's nice when you can feel mutual attraction like that with someone you just met. I am damn handsome. Well, nothing happened. I'm too shy and quiet when I meet someone that I find attractive, especially when they are that beautiful. I even stood behind her in line to buy my stuff (just a coincidence mind you), but wasn't able to say anything to her. I really wanted to though. I'm just not good at that kind of stuff, I can't really flirt with women. I've never been able to do that, and it has made my life harder.
So I met this woman at work (had to be about my age, 23 for those of you not keeping count) who was cute as a button and seem to be attracted to me too, but I couldn't do anything more than be nice and help her find some gifts for her friend. Fuck. I want to yell at myself and into the air. Why can't I seem to become more than I seem to be, become what I want to be. AAAAHHHHHHH!
I have a one sided quarter now.
I was talking with my friend Susan today about some people whom shall remain nameless, but whom work with us. Too girls whom are involved with guys who do not treat them right. They seem to be getting hit, which obviously I find absolutely abhorent, and don't seem to be able to get out of their situations. For one of the girls, it's her boyfriend. I asked her not two days ago in a manner that is unlike me, as I don't like to tell people how they should live there lives even if they ask, but I had to as my brain was in pain from trying to comprehend what could possibly keep her from leaving him. He cheats on her, they argue all the time, he doesn't let her hang out with friends (and, as previously stated, hits her, but I didn't say that part; that is an awful lot of commas in a parentetical statement), I asked her why she stays with him. She couldn't give me an actual answer, and seemed to both realize and not realize that she wasn't giving me an actual answer. The other girl is married to her guy (sorry for the italics, but I don't feel comfortable using words that describe someone as being a man when they treat their other half like that, men do not do that), but even if you didn't know that something else was going on, it is obvious that they don't even seem to like each other. They've been married for only a short time at this point, but they're married and they don't live together or seem to like each other at all. I understand her not wanting to be around him if he hits her, but why marry him? Why marry someone you can't stand? Someone who treats you like that? And from the other point of view, I do not understand men who can hit women. I do not understand that at all. I do not understand men who can cheat. It is just something I can not comprehend. I don't understand being with someone if you don't like being with them, if you don't want to be with them. I don't understand staying with someone who does understand those things. My main frustration with these two situations lies in the fact that these two girls, these two young women shouldn't be in these situations. They shouldn't be treated like this. They deserve something so much better than it. It just bothers me to no end that there are guys like their guys who have girls like them and don't deserve them. All I have left to say is that it took me six long years (if I begin counting at 14, but that might not be the best year to start from) to get my first and thus far only girlfriend (the previously mentioned ex), and I'm a very nice and very handsome guy if I do say so myself, but I've always seemed to have trouble finding myself a girlfriend, and then I see these girls are with these guys. It is enough to make ones head explode in confusion. I'm not saying that I want to be with either of them in particular, I'm just saying it is sad and frustrating. I really don't like seeing people stuck in these situations. (By the way, Susan had her own thoughts and frustrations, mostly similar to mine, I just didn't see the need to fill all of that in as well.)
My brain is starting to hurt again.
I want to say more, and explain more, and what not, but I'm tired and hungry and need to shower. (And do the dishes too, but I may wait till tomorrow for that. I'm really tired) I'll try to add another long post either tonight or tomorrow. Those whom know me are welcome to respond with comments and questions. Those whom do not know me are welcome to leave questions and comments as well, but please include a joke or caricature with your comments. That's it from me for now. I'll leave you with some words of wisdom:
"You know, when it comes to telling time, I'm slower than the average bear."
Samael
I'm all out of commas
by Samael
5:59 PM
1 Comments:
i love the passion you have for certain things such as how women should be treated. especially knowing how women have treated you. we should all be lucky enough to have a man like you!
if she was the right woman you would have said what needed to be said. she will come, dont ever change who you are to get her.
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lady with a past, at 10:32 PM
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