addiction...

Did you ever read those horoscope books that tell that because you were born on such and such day you're destined to be thus and so? Well I have and you know what, being born on the day that's known as "The day of heaven and hell" really doesn't give me much hope for my love life really.

Discovered recently that I'm addicted to my Conservative guy and like all people who are Scorpion, we thrive on love addiction, I'm addicted to him, therefore when I said I was going to spend a quiet evening at home... which I did, for a few hours (I even finished that book I've been drooling over), the moment the conservative guy called and asked if I was up for anime I said "yes" without another thought...*sigh**

*stands up in front of room*

My name is Sri and I'm addicted to Mr Conservative.

"HI Sri"

Soooo, where does that leave me... well luckily for me (to keep my mind away from Mr Conservative), I have a date with my 50-something guy who is not conservative at all, on Saturday (& hopefully Sunday too)... in fact he is one of the very few guys that I would categorized as sane males I found in recent days. He's still into me after what i did [ditched] last weekend. We're going to be doing lunch/tea on Saturday... and hopefully movie and dinner afterwards. I'm planning to make it a perfect afternoon (& evening) for him. He is sucha wonderful guy! He deserves it.

sitting - watching - waiting

I'm a believer in signs so when the following happened, I could barely stop myself from laughing.

We were all busy at work doing our thing, when a sudden horrible howlin of a middle-aged prick who was heard. It was a rolled down saga by the steps with sound effect accompaniment (which was louder than bunch of St Bernards running down the wooden floors). she was rollin rollin & rollin (yea, like that song by limb bizkit).

It was all started when the 40-something-insecure-connubial-bitch slammin the door on my face while I was waiting for her outside the room (more than once) whereas I was there watching and waiting when will I see the day she falls down the lane right on her face while rolling down making somersaults (good enough to win a gold medal, if they’d a category for lumbering). It was THE event of the year. And i was there to witness it all. Today, when I turned on the radio for some music to my ear, it was John Mayor singing, "waitin on the world to change." The world is changing baby…

beyonce rules!!!

~ IRREPLACEABLE ~

(…………….You must not know about me - you must not know me about me
I will have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
So since I’m not your everything
How about I'll be nothing
Nothing at all to you
Baby I wont shed a tear for you
I won't lose a wink of sleep
Cause the truth of the matter is
Replacing you is so easy……………)

on the real, I gotta give it to my girl Beyonce! and I can’t help but to agree with her, because a lot of fellas out there are forgetting, that just cause you got us, don’t mean you won’t lose us, and just cause we shed a tear here and there, doesn’t mean that the crazy feelings of love is what we fear! It’s just that you played yourself and got pushed to the side. On the real though! Beyonce said what a lot of guys need to hear "you must not know bout me, you must not know bout me, I could have another man in a minute” Which is so true!

So if you forget then, replay the track! Yea I said it, and you know who you are!

why i hate being female sometimes

That men equate any irritation at any time as it being during the ‘that time of the month’ it annoys me to the end, that as long as a woman is involved, she is not allowed to be irritated or angry at men without being accused of having her period. It normally goes like, “I’m angry!” “So… that time of the month again huh?” is that so hard to assume that may be, its just you’re a mug-head who should be shot and quartered?!

Furthermore, it is absolutely normal for girls to get little crazy during their menstrual time. Kick aside the hormones responsible, there are many other things contributing to this factor. This is the fact that we retain water and our uterus swells, making us seem slightly pregnant, or as we like to call it, fat. Then the cramps! Men who have never experienced such phenomenon claim the fabled cramps do not exist. Let me tell ya’ this, they do, and they hurt like hell and if we get bad cramps once a month, I think god was fair in giving you guys sensitive balls for us to kick when we hate you. A cramp happens through a horribly painful contraction of the uterus, nerves receptors register the rapid contraction as a DULL PAIN which radiates through our spine and makes us capable of murder.

The most annoying thing about periods, however, is the fact that we have to welcome them otherwise you’d be pregnant, which is the greater of two evils. So, females have to look forward to this horrible, horrible affliction once a month, or be dealt with an even more horrible affliction of being a mother when you’re not ready. So, this is a short excerpt on why I hate being female.

So guys, this would be a right time for ya’ll to stay away cuz I’m really in a mood to kill someone.

perceptions

I can't help but wonder how I am perceived. Do people think I'm a slut? a tease? a prude? normal? shy? embarassed? confident? unsure? bitch? etc... I think I definitely used to be perceived as a tease. I used to be an even bigger flirt than I am now but with pretty much no follow through. I think I just wanted to get to the point of someone wanting me and then I'd backtrack in my flirting. (And no, it wasn't to THAT point or anything. I'm not cruel.) Now I'm not so sure. I'm in one of those moods where I really want to read some people's minds and see what they're thinking about me.