Women have been known to reject men. It has forever been an unspoken fact. [sad] They turn down invitations from guys they knew who can’t afford to buy them coffee. They’d turn their backs on guys who drive cars that are close to being impounded. They shun invitations from men whose biceps have seen better days. They say no to men just because they have to. Yes, we can be mean. We are empowered to be.
Sadly, I’ve heard majority of these men are known to be women-haters, sad, bitter people and gasp, suicidal after being rejected.
The percussive rejection? No, because I am not into you.
Ouch. Let’s take a salacious look at the blow. Chest heavy. Mind boggling. Eyes shiny. I wouldn’t know. I’m not a man.
So I had to find out from Chi-Jesus.
Him: I just wanted you to know that even if something happened between us, nothing has changed. I still like you like I told you I do.
Me: I know. I’m just sad that that’s all it will ever be. You know that I like you too. I can tell what you wanted right from the start but I let you because I like you and normally if I like someone I never play.
Him: You’re the serious type.
Me: (nods) How come you don’t have a girlfriend?
Him: Good question. I don’t know either. Maybe I lost my mojo.
Me: Attraction is shallow. Or maybe you just have a short attention span.
Me: I really like you.
Him: So do you want a relationship?
Hold your breath. Keep it up for the next five minutes.
This is THE answer.
Him: To be honest, I’m not really ready to be in a commitment right now. It’s not about you. I have nothing against you. You are kind, sweet and beautiful. I just don’t know why I’m like this.
The beautiful got me there.
Me: Hey, don’t worry about that. I appreciate your honesty. Muah.
Him: Are you sure its okay? I thought you were mad.
Me: I’m not. Just disappointed. But does that mean we can no longer see each other?
Him: Of course I’ll still see you. I can’t even wait till your next vacation back home this Dec.
Me: Great. We can always do non-committal.
Him: Non-commital. I love that.
Ah. I got it all figured out. For now. Men + commitment = disaster. Men + noncommittal relationship = everything. Another pseudoist. Clap. Clap. The rejection hurts. I feel like I just gained weight and I’m trying on a size six dress. My friends were like, “Ang yabang! Feeling gwapo!” No, he’s not. He was just being honest. He could be ready to commit but its just not with me. If only girls at the same time could just be that clear and honest to men, then they can prolly save lives by now. Smarting from that rejection only took a day because it was short and honest. He set expectations that a relationship was not going to happen. I was able to move on right away. Well, after a few days I guess I will be.
There will be no bitter, “It’s his loss” angry chant because I was the one who wanted him and he doesn’t feel the same way. Boo. Its time we fold our egos and send it to the dust bin because it doesn’t do much good. Wallow and gloriously claim, “Basted ko bai!”
I wanted to go out with you.
What do you have in mind?
Coffee? Tea? Tease?
Oi, where ken cupid find you today?
Indulging my sweet tooth. Where are you? And Cupid who?
At the sofa. Looking for ideas.. With long term effects. Your intrusion most welcome.
Scoot over then.
The sofa has room for one hottie who is in need of a backrub while her soles are marinating in a tub of warm water with thai herbs.
Don’t pull that one off. I’m a sucker for that. I’ll pretend you didn’t say that.
I’ll pretend you didn’t say sucker. You’re giving me a tummy ache.
Can a woman text without insinuating anything? But glad of the results, though.
I’ll give you directions.
Hey, you’re hot yourself.
Wanna do something about that?
This place sucks but your looks make it all worthwhile. I gotta see ’em moves, though. Private party?
Thru SMS: When I’m feeling blue, all I have to do, is make love with someone new.
(… to be concluded.. sometime)
this road is promising. if in a pseudo situation, there is no end, as if in a picture.
[pic of road going to tagolaon, misamis oriental]