Her First Time...

So yea went out for drinks for someone’s birthday and of course i came too early... when they say please come at 8 they don’t really mean it... that’s just some fine print 4 people minus social lives to read and pretend there are pple out there who wanna hang out with them and show up #1....

So mr.#1 here showed up all ready to be the life of the party much like a stripper at any special occasion... (ed, tried to send one there for ur PJ party but apparently she dint have that outfit maybe next time? but u can return the favour for my graduation next month.... thanks...)

So back on topic... me and the bar + bar tenderness are bonding but when she asks me weather i wanna start a bar tap i think hmmm... she either thinks im a drunk who should start a solo tab or... and this is my fav. any woman asking for ur credit card without knowing ur name is not someone to ponder a soaring relationship with...

Nick of time a nice lady approaches me... funny how the fear of being alone at a place where everyone is meant to be with someone bring pple together... thank God for petty insecurities and we all have them... ever been waiting for someone and faked that sms or in emergencies phone call? See tts just the start....

So we start talking... funny thing this down to earth lady i meet in a chance bar down under has been to Kenya and loves it... tt there seals our conversations and we even 4get the days honoured guests and their late arrival.... so ill skip to today's highlight... she got to telling me abt when she met some rock stars.... Foo Fighters i think... she was young and got invited to their hotel room after a show... lucki lucki...

but the then young naive girl thought they wanted sex and not inspiration for their next song.... which is not a bad guess... and declined and went ahead to tell me about her first time...

and im not a pervert or anything like that ..... most times but wht she told me was beautiful.... why?

well i wish someone said/says the same words of me or of the fine men that grace this blog...

ill keep it short but here is the gist....

"she wanted a man who she trusted... they dint have to be madly into each other but there had to be trust... and not the hotel room trust that she cld have opted for... and once she found such a guy.... she continued... HE DID ME A HUGE FAVOUR... HE TOOK CARE OF ME AND MADE AN ALMOST TERRIBLE EXPERIENCE OKAY... i did not do it for him, nor did i owe him anythin... he did me the favour and if he is out there i hope he knows that"

hmmmm now tt i wrote all tt doesnt seem special but it was... somewhere in the innocence of her voice what she said struck a chord.... so ya tts it... remember ur first time? glad u live to tell the tales...

laters.... me!

Trust

Taken from my own Journal

Trust is something which is very subjective manner for one person to another. Its how you trust or getting comfortable to you or in the dictionary terms " to get reliance to one another" or "to depend on". Well..for me.. I can regard, trust from a scale of 1 to 10 , 1 not trusting and 10 is "i trust him/her with my life" depending how well i know you. Trusting a family member or Love ones falls above 10. I'm not talking about trust with spouses but Im talking about trust in general.

For me, just knowing a person or got introduced to some person, my scale of trust is 1.It can grow through time and you just get 10 points out of 10 for trusting a newly known person. It grows proportional against time. The longer you know that person, the more trust u award to him/her. But once trust is lost, its hard to gain it back.

Trusting works with another saying "Dont judge a book by its cover". He/she seems nice, but you cant just award them with more than 5 on the scale of trust... It doesnt mean that he/she looks nice, praying to God (regardless of what religion) without fail and also he/she is so kind and bubbly with us. You barely know this person, but should you trust them?.. Personally its hard for me. I have to know this person 1st, ask around the details about them...maybe get some information from Interpol or something...as long as you get the facts right..then you can trust him/her. If you dont do the "researching" enough, you never know how the real person they are and then you'll feel regret in the end for trusting them. They can just "stab you in the back" before you know it.

For me its easy, I never trust strangers... I've come acrossed many kinds of people. The religious or pious person can be very deciving. The have the beautiful front but deep inside them, they can be very mean. Im not talking about all...but the people I've come across so far. But it appears oppositely to the ones you see like a drug addict, but their way of life...trusting is an honarable stuff to them. If you see the Mafias or something, they trust on another with their lives. Even with my friends, not all are the same, therefore the level of trust amongst them are different.

We may be kind, or good intention to others, but we never know how they are to us. Once you are honoured some trust from someone, take care of it... But always be aware of people. they can be fake, or they have other agendas to you. Never trust people easily or you will regret in the end.

One time

You think you have the chance again
You think you can make up the old wrong doings you've made before
You think you can take it for granted
You think you can get someone's good perception once again..
You think you said it then was enough
You think you haven't had the things you always want for..
You think its easy to get that trust again

It only come one time..
It cant be repeated
You cant asked it back once you lose it
You cant make up..really
Its not easy when you accept the fact you only have one time!
And that one time is all you have

Appreciate that one time you have
Appreciate it like theres no more tomorrow and yesterday has gone
Appreciate it when you still have the chance to say it or do it
Appreciate that one time

Wise or ... ?

A wife comes home early and finds her husband in their master bedroom making love to a beautiful, sexy young lady...

"You unfaithful, disrespectful pig! What are you doing? How dare you do this to me, your faithful wife and the mother of your children! I'm leaving this house, I want a divorce!"

The husband replies "Wait, wait a minute! Before you leave, at least listen to what happened".

"It had better be good because it'll be the last thing I hear from you. But make it good, you unfaithful pig you!"

So the husband begins to tell his story...

"While driving home this young lady asks for a ride. I saw her so defenceless that I went ahead and allowed her in my car.

I noticed that she was very thin, not well dressed and very dirty. She mentioned that she had not eaten for 3 days. With great compassion I brought her home and warmed up the enchiladas that I made for you last night that you wouldn't eat because you're afraid you'll put on weight; the poor thing practically devoured them!

Since she was very dirty I asked her to take a shower. While she was showering, I noticed her clothes were dirty and full of holes so I threw her clothes away. Since she needed new clothes, I gave her the pair of jeans that you have had for a few years that you can no longer wear because they are too tight on you, I also gave her the blouse that I gave you on our anniversary that you don't wear because I don't have good taste. I gave her the pullover that my sister gave you for Christmas that you will not wear just to bother my sister and I also gave her the boots that you bought at the expensive boutique that you never wore again after you saw your co-worker wearing the same pair."

The husband continues his story . . ."The young woman was very grateful to me, but as I walked her to the door, she turned around to me with tears in her eyes, and she asked me:

"Sir, do you have anything else that your wife does not use?"

*Note: I'm not promoting or encouraging adultery or such activities, and this shouldn't be an excuse as well (but it's a good one though LOL) . Plagiarized with kudos to the unknown author.

Irony

I love life's little ironies.

Like when the girl from ipanema asks me for a song, and funnily enough, picks the song of the same name.

She remembers that i've never heard of Coldplay. She though it was stupid.

I love life's little ironies.

Like finding out that you're recently attracted to someone, and happily finding out the she's always liked you back.

She remembers my little nuances. I thought it was stupid.

I love life's little ironies.

Like finding out that the world really is that small, and everybody knows everybody else.

I've met a few friends recently who made me feel alive, and wonder how i've been carrying on without them all this while.

I love life's little ironies.

Like finding out how most people lie..about everything.

And still having enough forgiveness in your heart to keep the friendship going.

I love life's little ironies.

Like bumping into absolute strangers, and forging new friendships.

At least a friend had a chance to drift in a supercar. :)

I love life's little ironies.

I really do.

You just have to learn to laugh a little bit more, and live everyday the way you want it to be.

Good night everybody.