December 15, 2006

• F.R.O.G.

  
  

  C drove me home tonight from work and we talked in the car. She asked me why I haven’t been working recently until now, and I told her it was because I wanted to make sure that I would be okay balancing two degrees at the same time. I asked her where her kids went to school, and she told me she doesn’t have any kids.

  
  

  That surprised me because I’m very sure that C is in her mid-40s now. (Maybe I’ll secretly go through her file next time I’m in for work JUST to make sure.)

  
  

  “Secret_Agent_Nelle, I’m not even married yet, let alone having kids.”

  
  

  I felt really bad, because I didn’t want to make it sound like marriage and kids are the norm, especially coming from a feminist perspective, it shouldn’t be the norm nowadays. I asked her, “Why not? Don’t you get lonely?” She answered, “Well, that’s not the problem, but more like if that’s in God’s plan for me to find somebody.”

  
  

  Wow. I didn’t know Christians like C still existed. Her answers were so genuine and devoted to God that it somewhat touched my heart, but of course, I quickly brushed it away incase I would feel the Christian guilt. Led astrayed brothers and sisters, you all know what I’m talking about.

  
  

  I think I’ll remember this conversation for quite awhile. It’s one of those conversations that left me speechless. Of course — after C gave me her answer to why she wouldn’t feel lonely at night, I turned my head to the right, looked past the empty fields in silence and asked God why love never came her way.

  
  

  Fully Rely On God

  
  

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  For those that know me well, do you agree? I’m not all sugar and cupcakes.

  
  

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  Sugar Coat the Bum.

  
  

  This is what I’ve learned today:

  
  

  Men will always tell her girlfriends/flings/friends w/ benefits that they have a nice ass regardless of how the ass really looks like.

  
  

  Rule of thumb is: In order to get some ass, you gotta “love” the ass first.

  
  

  JD: “What am I suppose to tell my girlfriend? That she has an ugly, flat ass? and then expect me to get some later?”

  
  

  True. Quite rational.

  
  

  But don’t you think that’s a lie? JD told me that CW has such a great ass, and then came over to me and made fun of my ass in comparison to hers.
  
  JD: “CW has such a great ass”
  Me thinking: Are you (insert curse) serious? Buddy, are you using your glasses properly? I don’t check out girls ass, but I KNOW her ass ain’t that extravagant like you’re tell me. STFU.

  
  

  Thus, that is how I came up with the equation — compliment the ass =  get some later.
  I also think that it feeds onto the male ego, making themselves believe that they landed themselves on some hot piece of meat. Oh please. Ladies, next time a guy tries to tell you, you have a nice ass, you know what to do: kick them where it hurts the most. Cause they’re all a bunch of liars.

  
  

  Ladies, how many times has a guy told you that you have a nice ass? Do you actually believe them… truly?

  
  

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  Resolutions.

  
  

  Ladies and Gentlemen, it’s that time of the year again –  for new year resolutions!

  
  

  I will be perfectly honest and reasonable with myself this year. (Unlike last year, I thought I was going to learn like 3 languages).

  
  

  1) I want to learn how to BAKE. So if my future husband ever wants to bring his guy friends over, I will have the best low-fat, calories reduced, scrumptious brownies and beer ready to cater to them for Sunday night football.

  
  

  2) I’m going to STOP SWEARING. It’s not even an “I-want”, it’s an “I-will”. (But don’t you think swearing has it own literary-querks? You need the F word sometimes to express the right emotions…)

  
  

  3) I am going to TONE my stomach up until March, so I will look fabulous in my pencil skirts for the upcoming spring.

  
  

  4) Practice my CANTONESE.

  
  

  That’s all for now, some more maybe later when I think of them.

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