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Wednesday, December 30, 2009

.....WOMAN?

SHE SAYS;

Does this mean that I too have
to come up with "A REAL woman....." post?
erms....lazy ar..hahahaha... :p

A REAL....

HE SAYS;

  • A REAL man will not attempt to rip her precious shell.
    A REAL man will cherish and care for that prize forever.

  • A REAL man will not dredge up the past in an argument.
    A REAL man will always look forward and resolve the fight.

  • A REAL man will never hit her woman.
    A REAL man will restrain himself and curb his anger.

  • A REAL man will let his woman know he loves her.
    A REAL man will never be casual and insincere in his love.

  • A REAL man can ‘stand up’ for her.
    Like he stands up for Singapore....(you’re going: huh? Hahaha)

  • A REAL man will not think bros before hos’.
    A REAL man loves his beau AND his bros.

  • A REAL man is responsible.
    A REAL man is the defender, procurer, protector and enabler in his woman’s life.

  • A REAL man takes care of himself, just as he would take care of her.

  • A REAL man acknowledges his mistakes.
    A REAL man will not repeat his mistakes.

  • A REAL man is her lady’s teddy bear.
    A REAL man knows a bear has no tail. (So he cannot put his between his legs and run away)

  • A REAL man has a penis.
    Other...genders who have one are not REAL.

  • A REAL man can be bashful.
    He cannot, however, bash people up.

  • A REAL man will manja his woman.
    A REAL man can only be irritated if he is allowed by his woman.

  • A REAL man is her woman’s superman.
    A REAL man will NOT wear his underwear outside his pants. And he doesn’t wear red underwear unless he has hemorrhagic piles or something.

  • A REAL man is owner of the castle, but she is the master of the house.

  • A REAL man loves his woman.
    A REAL man loves himself.
    A REAL man loves.

Saturday, December 26, 2009

When a man...?

HE SAYS;

My remake of that famous song:

When a man loves a woman
Can’t see nothing beyond himself
He’d move the mountains
For the love he’d found

If she is mad, he will beat it
She can kick him with her left foot
Turn his back for one second
And she will put him down

When a man loves a woman
He’d better say nice things to her
Or if he doesn’t
He ain’t gonna get some that night

Yes when a man loves a woman
I know how exactly how he feels
Because I feel it, all day everyday
When a man loves a woman......

Ahem. I may not sing well, nor am I a budding songwriter, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love my sayang to bits! I love her, even when she kicks my ass  :)

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

worries

SHE SAYS;

I just can't help it.
With him, I tend to question the obvious, continue doing it till he's irritated...heh..
And when he's irritated, I get upset.
I'm partly to be blamed, I'm sorry.
But.... :p

Oh well, bottomline is that problems will arise, left, right and center!
It is up to us to overcome it.
I am kinda worried abt the future.
It's ok.
We'll be ok.

Thank you, love, for your assurance and your guidance.
I love you.

what about us?

HE SAYS;

Yesterday was another jemputan. But this time, the day did not end smoothly. This time, it was her ex-classmate’s wedding, someone she wasn’t really close with, but the invite was personally given, so what the heck, just go, lah. Everything was ok but her just-married ex-classmate started to tell her how expensive everything was, and what she and her betrothed had to go through to plan and perform the wedding. She got worried, of course. It was the same question, “what about us? Have we saved enough? Is there enough time? What about the problems?”

I screwed it up. I should have reassured her and talked about it. But instead, I got irritated and nearly had an argument. My own deep-seated worries made me react that way, because frankly, I’m worried too. I did realise afterwards that a wedding event is a HUGE event and there’s bound to be trouble along the way and we should take things in our stride and face those challenges and overcome them, together.

I apologised, weakly. She still wasn’t happy and we said goodbye rather desultorily. I messaged her another apology, this time with more detail and more sincerity. She seemed to be placated and said good night. I did some thinking the same night, when I was going home, that I had to step-up and face the fact that we had some ways to go on this journey of weddinghood (my own word, trademarked) and I better not let my feelings run away, along with logic, common sense and temper. That’s why I need my sayang to lasso them together and haul them back with a loving piece of twine!

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