Women are made to be loved, not understood. Oscar Wilde

Sunday, July 27, 2014 0 Comments A+ a-



- C'mon man, I really don't want to go there. I mean, what's the point? I am ok I don't need your help right now.
- If staying inside the whole time, watching movies or whatever and thinking about what you've done wrong means that you are ok, I don't want to see you upset or something. You need to go out Chris, meet new people, forget about the ones that left you.
- But I am not in the mood.
- Well, the mood will find you, so don't be such a kid and let's go.
So that is how I let myself dragged out of house by Jason and if it hadn't been for him, I wouldn't probably learn so much that day. I should have thanked him,but he would have started to tease me  with that, so I said it was just the destiny. You know, when no matter what you do, things happen and you just have to accept them and go on and see what is there for you.
That is exactly what happened that night. We went into a bar and here I met someone who changed the way I saw the world. I mean, not completely, it wasn't that kind of thing, but what I heard was even more helpful than I expected.
It didn't take long and my friends started to have fun, maybe too much and I just wanted to leave already. I never liked those crowded places, with people who just want to show off sometimes and don't know what the hell they do; with music that doesn't have any sense and I don't know how they could dance and guys who just hit on girls and forget about the basic manners. In those bars you can't expect to find someone to have a great conversation with, but still, that night, I was staying at the bar, saying to myself that after that glass I was going to leave, when this girl, probably the most decent that I saw there, came by and ordered a beer. I thought that she was going to leave, but she just sat there and drinking her beer and watching the others.
- You are the most decent girl in here.
- I think I will take as a compliment, she said not even looking at me.
- I bet you are waiting for your big guy or the one with sun glasses there and he is too busy to dance with another, but still you hope to see you. I knew that would catch her attention.
And it did. She turned aroung and looked at me, but she didn't seem to care.
- No, I don't do that . I am here to explore or analyse let's say.
- That it's something interesting. And what have you seen by now?
- That you men in general have no idea how to treat a woman. You don't even know the basic rules.
- There are rules? Wow, that is something. And where can I find those rules? Is there a book or is it like in movies, when after years you proved your loyalty you are told those rules?
- See, you have no idea.You are as innocent as a lamb in this territory. To start with, we don't like men with sunglasses at night, like that one. And especially in a bar. They are not cool or I don't know what movie star. They should have a dog to guide them in this case.
I laughted. It was funny, but she was right. I thought that I should learn those things and who can tell you about women than a woman herself. So I sat there and listened.
- Also, even if you wear sunglasses or it's too dark outside, we always see when you look at another woman. Always. Or when you say that someone looks good, even an actress or a model. And we will never forget that because we remember forever. But this does't seem that it is always bad. We just want to know what you find attractive and what you like. And this goes to another thing, that we remember everything. What you said about us, abour our work, when you said it and in what circumstances. I know, sounds creepy, but in most of cases, that is the truth.
- That it is pretty interesting. Please, I want to hear the rest. You are such amazing creatures.
She smiled and took another sip of beer.
- And in this way, do not say something about our friends. Even if we had a bad argue with them. Don't forget that they were here since forever and our friends are not your enemies, but our enemies shouldn't be your friends.
- Ok, let's go to another lesson. I saw that some guys are just afraid to ask a girl out and send someone to do that, or just ask them through facebook. Well, that is the biggest mistake that you can do. If you don't even have the courage to do it personally, how do you expect her to trust you and say yes. Maybe you are a maniac. Who knows? But remember that no matter how shy you are or how you look, it's flattering when you ask us out personally. And you may have a big chance.
- Also you should try to be a gentleman. Open the door or offer a jacket and do not check your phone every ten minutes to see if the girl you had a crush on in the 8th grade liked your post about the latest episode from a tv show with vampires. It is just not right. Also we love when you pay attetion at what we like and you order our favorite ice cream, but when we ask you what outfit we should wear, expect us to pick the other one.
- We like when you take care of your body. You don't have to look like Johnny Depp, but if your nails are longer than ours, just go and don't look back. Oh and remember that the concept of premenstrual syndrome is not just an excuse to be mad at you. It's the best excuse. 
- Well, that says something. Another round for the lady. She looked at me, with a bit of a smile on her face. What? I said something wrong, I asked.
- I see that you already know some lessons. I still looked at her surprised. We like when you call us a lady and especially when you say: another glass for the lady.
- That means you are not the only ones who understand youselves. And that I am also as good at this subject as a woman. Right? But I would still like to see if two women could get along with this kind of subject. I mean, you are not always so kind, as we would like you to be I have to say, to each other.
She laughted. I smiled. I hit something there.
- You have another point. I know that you think about us being "that kind" to each other, but I have to say that sometimes we think about that to. And that because we like to play games with you and we are very good at them.
I didn't know what to say. I knew that she was something special. I mean, you don't meet everyday someone to talk about those things. And with a stranger. She finished her beer and stood up.
- Are you leaving already?
- Well you were a good student, but my class is over. It was enough for tonight.
- But can I least have you number?
- I would say that it is no good to fall for your teacher, but sure. Give me your phone.
She wrote her number and left.
- Is there a rule when I should call you?
- You know there is a 3 days rule. We hate that rule.



How to live someone else's life...

Wednesday, July 09, 2014 0 Comments A+ a-


"Dear Amber,

Do you remember the first time we heard "Crazy"on the radio and we knew that, from that moment, our life was going to be different? How in a second every smile, every touch and every lame joke you said made sense to me? Yeah, you were crazy, perhaps insane, but I didn't want someone else to discover that and I was crazy too, maybe that's why I fell for you. Maybe it's all a part of a master plan, but I don't care, why should I? I know I will feel the same even when we are 80. When we can't walk without each other and we will spend our time trying to remember how it was at that Aerosmith concert. Or how we didn't talk an entire day, just because I didn't let you the last piece of chocolate. I know I am not going to do that mistake again. EVER. I learnt my lesson.
But we are still young, we have enough time to make new memories, new mistakes. I can't wait to. I know you will think I am a fool, but at least you accepted me that way. That is the best part, we are accepting each other because we were and we will always be best friends. That is why I never felt weird around you, I just felt happy.
I know you will laugh when you will come from work and you will read this, but you know I am kind of a nerd about those things, so I couldn't help it. Just enjoy it and don't forget to bring your coat, it is going to be a little bit cold tonight.

Happy birthday darling,
Yours one and only husband and lame jokes listener"


" Hello my dears,

I know I should have written you earlier, but every time I try I can't find my words. What can I actually say? I know you miss me, but now this is all that I have ever dreamed about. I traveled to Peru and I finally saw Machu Picchu. You won't believe the view, being surronded by mountains and watching the world like you would be on the top of it. Then we went to Thailand and stood all the night on the beach watching the stars. I always wondered if there are two people who watch the sky at the same time and see the same things. And we moved to Cambodia. You know I always wanted to see the temples in Angkor. You won't believe how beautiful it is to be in the center of those historical sites.
Right now I am somewhere safer let's say. I am in Maldives, in Vaadhoo Island and I admire the Sea of stars. It's something that changes your life forever once you've seen it. I can't even describe it. It's like I can touch the sky or step on it. I wish you were here with me. And feel the same way. Maybe it was hard to choose to leave, but traveling and actually making a living from it, it's something that we all wish for. So I don't regret anything.
I don't know when I will see you, but I want you to know I am ok and I couldn't be happier. Maybe one day you will understand my choice.

Yours,
Sophie"

- Ok, fellas, it's 8, we have to go. That's enough work for a day.
- Just one moment! I have to save those.
- Ok, Jamie, I know you are our best card writer, but you need some time for yourself.
- I am ready, I am ready. That's all.
- Don't listen to him. He's jealous. We know how passionate you are about your writing.
- Thanks!
- By the way, how are you? How it's Cate?
- I am good, I think. And Cate...well, she is leaving...
- What?
- Yeah, that was my reaction too.
- But how? Why? I don't get it.
- I don't know. She said that I am living through other people's eyes too much and I forgot about my own life. But you know, that is my job. That means to be a writer...