Friday, 27 February 2009

• I'm just not that into you!

   Is it ever that simple.  It's like dating is this game in which only the female players get a rule book.  Men are forced into a place where we have to be ambigous about good things, and forceful about bad things.  Why? Because if we say we are going to call you at 6:00,  that all of a sudden becomes a binding contract in which you think you are entitled to some type of remedy even if circumstances render it impossible for that call to be made at 6. Get over it. So now, I've been trained to say, I'll talk to you later.  Oh, the ever so profitable ambiguity that gives my mind peace. 

  But any ambiguities in something negative get disregarded.  So when it comes to telling a friend, they are just a friend-- and will forever remain a friend-- it requires being blunt, sometimes painfully so.  Why does it have to be this way? Why if a man is nice to a woman for any extended period of time, she is mentally picking out wedding dresses? I will never understand.

  But women have this coded language that even they themselves don't understand, and despite reading pages upon pages and endless arguments and discussions.  I feel no closer to understanding in fact, I feel farther away.  Example-- how do you know a woman is not interested.  If you get referred to with any sibling like nickname, and/or compared to her female friends-- you are dead in the water. Pack it up, game over.  Perhaps ther are exceptions to the rule-- but let's be honest-- short of coming into some serious cash, or finding anothr girl u treat so well, that she ends up feeling stupid and jealous, or a total makeover (all of which most times do nothing for you being "just like a lil brother,") she will be doing her hair whenever you ask her to go out, or on the other line whenever you call her, saving she has a problem w/ another guy she wants to pour on to you.

  But for the most part, She's just not into you. Is almost identical to-- she is really into you.  The external behavior is almost the same-- but what's going inside who the hell knows?  It was an okay movie-- but really who wants to be anyone in the film-- relationships-- things we all seem to be fighting for can't be oversimplified and wrapped up in a neat lil' kiss wherein he leans in, and she tilts her head to the side, both eyes closed envisioning this invariable, wedded bliss. But I was glad to see the flick was not overly Disney-fied, and did bear some semblance with reality:

  The milk dries up when you buy the cow, if he lies to you about little things dont put it past him to lie about bigger things, ultimatums work-- for a short time, their is always someone prettier than you, don't be insecure about it he probably doesn care,don't ever assume a guy likes you, especially if you like him, because now the lens ur viewing evrything he does with is drastically obscurred, women's intution is a bitch-- she probly knows ur guna do something wrong before you do.  Marriage is nevr the cure, but cud very well be the problem.

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