I have come to realize just how much patience it takes to hold down a relationship. It's almost ridiculous. It's difficult to say what can make a relationship last...mostly because people get into them at different levels. One person in the relay may work, while the other may be a Couch Potato. Not a superb mix but hey, attraction is crazy sometimes. Two people may not be able to get past the attraction to see real life issues.
Patience does come into play when the real-life issues start to move their pieces in the game. It's something like Jumanji-The Relationships Version!
Say the female is the type that likes to be catered to, and taken out to eat, see a movie, an arcade, anything fun in general. Can the guy she's dating handle that? She may not have saw he wasn't able to when she first met him because...she was just awfully attracted to this Dark-Skinned Brother with Pearl-White Teeth and clean Yellow Nikes. Little did she know, he really has no job, gets his money from his parents, and has a clean yellow Metrocard. But, hey, if she has patience, it'll work right?...Eh, maybe then.
Patience would allow her to just, like the guy for who he is. Sure, he may not be able to get her the finer things in life, at the moment. However, if he has a sense of humor, that can go a long way I mean, what Female doesn't like to crack a smile? She could hold him down for that matter.
On the flipside, and this is a good one (trust me). Say a guy meets a very attractive Female. She may not have a job, but she gets her money here and there. She's very entertaining, interesting, likes a good time. She's able to leave her house whenever she wants to spend her time with him. However, she manages her time horribly, and seems as though whenever they have time to do something, something else comes up. Jeeesh, it may be more important than the guy, but what's a Feller to do? He knows that he may have a one of a kind Girl on his hands, but what patience he must need to want to keep her. Her personality is just so eccentric and matches her looks that its hard for him to be led astry by another great pair of legs. He's got to come to terms with himself to find out what he actually needs. Is it the personality, or the time? Hmmm..
So the question comes, why can't people have their cake and eat it to? Well, it wouldn't be any fun that way would it?
Patience in relationships, and dealing with it goes a very long way. Another two people may have better ways of managing their time and issues. Couple A may both love movies. Nights inside watching the Godfather can keep the flower of a relationship Blossoming. Couple B however is a bit different. That guy might leave that girl. No one wants to be with anyone that doesn't have time for them. This leads to many days, nights and mornings of disappointments, sadness, and in extreme and tragic cases, depression. Yuck, who wants that?
Therefore, that guy may just go find those other pair of great legs. Also, most people in his situation would think that she's just using him as a conversationalist, and giving another guy who can't talk, all the time in the world.
With that said, how much patience do you have?
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Relationships: Part 5-Sweet and Sour
It was all good just a week ago, wasn't it? He was just kissin' on ya neck, orderin you extra Ketchup and Mustard at Buon Giorno, the bothayous' favorite restaurant, and buying you flowers everytime you two went out. Or, something like that.
One night it was fresh, pure, beautiful. The bothayous were sooooo into each other, Fabolous and Tamia would be jealous. This second date really feels like the cementation on a brand new relationship.
Two weeks passes..and you guys aren't even on speaking terms anymore. What happened? How do things fallllll to the ground so fast. You were just high above everyone..Now you're chillin' wit Elvis it seems like. Interest between two people collapses so quick. She doesn't have that gleam in her eye when she looks at his Tall Dark and Handsome posture and great smile. And He doesn't get that out-of-nowhere hard-on when she says something overtly sexual anymore.
He just can't do it. Neither of you are attracted anymore. You can't stand each other's voices, pictures, voicemails, old AIM conversations. All of it might as well be garbage now.
How.
How?
How!
The cookie crumbles in this fashion sometimes. What was once a hugging under the stars is now a lonely thought.
Sweetness takes time to keep sweet. Work, effort, understanding, communication. Relationships need that teamwork. You've got to be the Bushwackers and lick each other's faces sometimes. Then you can keep those kisses and hugs and feeding her dinner and wiping her tears thoughts forever instead of wanting Dumbledore's Pensieve to toss them away. That was the sweet.
The Sour Patches in your mind are nothing like the candy. In fact, its almost like your thinking about Lemons all the time. From a Jaguar to a pair of rejects. You could've had the Best thing ever. Right Usher? Right Drake? But because there was a disagreement, or communication fell through, the Best thing turned into the most horriblest, disgusting, un-Godliest thing of All Evers...and you don't wanna think about this person again!
But its more difficult than any SAT's, harder than any erection a guy can get to get rid of this person you may have felt so strongly for...even after they've left you. They left that mark. No Neosporin or Band-Aid can heal it, no Medicine. That person is just, there.
The taste of their company was once toooooo good to even imagine being out of your mouth. Now that their gone, the feeling is still in your mouth, except, you wanna spit it out. But you can't.
Keeping the goings' good takes that communication and effort. Things can go from Sweet to Sour in no time at all.
One night it was fresh, pure, beautiful. The bothayous were sooooo into each other, Fabolous and Tamia would be jealous. This second date really feels like the cementation on a brand new relationship.
Two weeks passes..and you guys aren't even on speaking terms anymore. What happened? How do things fallllll to the ground so fast. You were just high above everyone..Now you're chillin' wit Elvis it seems like. Interest between two people collapses so quick. She doesn't have that gleam in her eye when she looks at his Tall Dark and Handsome posture and great smile. And He doesn't get that out-of-nowhere hard-on when she says something overtly sexual anymore.
He just can't do it. Neither of you are attracted anymore. You can't stand each other's voices, pictures, voicemails, old AIM conversations. All of it might as well be garbage now.
How.
How?
How!
The cookie crumbles in this fashion sometimes. What was once a hugging under the stars is now a lonely thought.
Sweetness takes time to keep sweet. Work, effort, understanding, communication. Relationships need that teamwork. You've got to be the Bushwackers and lick each other's faces sometimes. Then you can keep those kisses and hugs and feeding her dinner and wiping her tears thoughts forever instead of wanting Dumbledore's Pensieve to toss them away. That was the sweet.
The Sour Patches in your mind are nothing like the candy. In fact, its almost like your thinking about Lemons all the time. From a Jaguar to a pair of rejects. You could've had the Best thing ever. Right Usher? Right Drake? But because there was a disagreement, or communication fell through, the Best thing turned into the most horriblest, disgusting, un-Godliest thing of All Evers...and you don't wanna think about this person again!
But its more difficult than any SAT's, harder than any erection a guy can get to get rid of this person you may have felt so strongly for...even after they've left you. They left that mark. No Neosporin or Band-Aid can heal it, no Medicine. That person is just, there.
The taste of their company was once toooooo good to even imagine being out of your mouth. Now that their gone, the feeling is still in your mouth, except, you wanna spit it out. But you can't.
Keeping the goings' good takes that communication and effort. Things can go from Sweet to Sour in no time at all.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Relationships: Part 4-The Approaches
(In The Joker Voice) Ladieeeess annnnn Gentlemyaaannnn..The approaching game, the first time you meet a person, can be fun..or terrible. Being denied is the worst. It's like, trying to buy something and your credit aint good enough !
"What's good ma," "Hey baby," "Ayo you got a Fatt Ass," might as well be saying to a girl, "I want you to say no to me," in some cases. From personal experience, I don't believe mosttttt girls are fond of this kinda approach. I mean, looking at it right here it looks mean lol.. Even in plain Black and White text. You've just got to be looking for denial doing that.
In some cases however...
Some Women just may dress that certain, typical way to get that oh-so special attention. Tight, booty-huggin' shorts and a halter top with the Twins playin' peek-a-boo and clear Heels doesn't really call for a "How are you today?" kinda approach. Most guys, would see it that way. Dressing to impress goes a long way, moreso for the Female than the Male.
In a general sense, I do believe that Women would have an easier time, getting whomever's number they'd like to. Simply because guys are the chasers. After that first man that you've messed with, Ladies, every dude after him is a chaser for that last drink you've had, and in short, you guys are in pureeeee control.
Nonetheless, most Female fail to realize this, and would be timid to go up to a Feller, and ask him his name and sorts and sorts (no tipo lol). All it takes is a little pressure. Put the pressure on us by being confident, and upfront, aggressive a bit. As long as its not anything like, "Hey, you wanna F&$*?" That's overly forward...In the long run, the more respect you show for yourself, the more respect guys shall have for you.
The interest comes from the eyes, and gestures. If a Woman is interested, she'll smile, maybe fidget around with her hands, and may not even look you in your eyes. A guy, if he's confident with his eye contact, will definitely look a Woman in her eyes, and will definitely smile if his interest is pleasant. That's the main thing. Once two are smiling with eye contact, the game is on like Popcorn. From here on out, completing a Baggin task is all in a Sentence..maybe even a word...
A Woman can be turned on more by one good word, and her switch can break in the opposite direction with one bad word said. The same for the Guys. All it is, is confidence in your words, and a great presence.
P.S.
For both, no bad breath lol...That's A Turn Off before any word can be said!!!
"What's good ma," "Hey baby," "Ayo you got a Fatt Ass," might as well be saying to a girl, "I want you to say no to me," in some cases. From personal experience, I don't believe mosttttt girls are fond of this kinda approach. I mean, looking at it right here it looks mean lol.. Even in plain Black and White text. You've just got to be looking for denial doing that.
In some cases however...
Some Women just may dress that certain, typical way to get that oh-so special attention. Tight, booty-huggin' shorts and a halter top with the Twins playin' peek-a-boo and clear Heels doesn't really call for a "How are you today?" kinda approach. Most guys, would see it that way. Dressing to impress goes a long way, moreso for the Female than the Male.
In a general sense, I do believe that Women would have an easier time, getting whomever's number they'd like to. Simply because guys are the chasers. After that first man that you've messed with, Ladies, every dude after him is a chaser for that last drink you've had, and in short, you guys are in pureeeee control.
Nonetheless, most Female fail to realize this, and would be timid to go up to a Feller, and ask him his name and sorts and sorts (no tipo lol). All it takes is a little pressure. Put the pressure on us by being confident, and upfront, aggressive a bit. As long as its not anything like, "Hey, you wanna F&$*?" That's overly forward...In the long run, the more respect you show for yourself, the more respect guys shall have for you.
The interest comes from the eyes, and gestures. If a Woman is interested, she'll smile, maybe fidget around with her hands, and may not even look you in your eyes. A guy, if he's confident with his eye contact, will definitely look a Woman in her eyes, and will definitely smile if his interest is pleasant. That's the main thing. Once two are smiling with eye contact, the game is on like Popcorn. From here on out, completing a Baggin task is all in a Sentence..maybe even a word...
A Woman can be turned on more by one good word, and her switch can break in the opposite direction with one bad word said. The same for the Guys. All it is, is confidence in your words, and a great presence.
P.S.
For both, no bad breath lol...That's A Turn Off before any word can be said!!!
Scent of a Woman
There's something admirable about the Scent of a Woman in the morning. I feel like Al Pacino. But im no blind man. I can see all. But what really matters is the Scent. It reminds me of when I was younger, and my, mother used to wear her Elizabeth Arden. How many times I've waked through that Red Door. Its sooooo breathtaking. Kimbo Slice might as well have punched me in the Gut. I can feel it all. Strong perfumes, spices, sweets. U can't escape it, and I don't want to. On that early 5:51 a.m. L Train ride home you walk past all these tree blossoms, cherrys, watermelons, plums going to work. Its kinda like a gift. I don't know what im going to get when I sit down but I hope its next to a woman that smells as fine as Angel Hair.
I could eat her all Up!
Like that Pixar Flick...I keep getting Whiffs past my nostrils. Anything but sick is what it makes me. If anything its more Healthier. Perfume always stands the test of Everything with me. It tells me a woman loves to smell good..Likes to be noticed. Shows me that she's a cut above the rest. If only I was a Band-Aid. Id Lay on top of her allllllll night long. In that mental state, im as rich as Lionel on my poorest day. The smell of this Woman pulls me closer, closer, Like Mo Rivera. You don't ever hesitate to hug this Woman. To bury your face into her neck. To inhale her Aroma. Because of her smell, not only would I love her, but I'd love her good! Id close my eyes, with my chin resting on her protruding collar bone, then raise my lips to her ears and whisper, "Damn I can't even talk 'cause you smell so good."
I could eat her all Up!
Like that Pixar Flick...I keep getting Whiffs past my nostrils. Anything but sick is what it makes me. If anything its more Healthier. Perfume always stands the test of Everything with me. It tells me a woman loves to smell good..Likes to be noticed. Shows me that she's a cut above the rest. If only I was a Band-Aid. Id Lay on top of her allllllll night long. In that mental state, im as rich as Lionel on my poorest day. The smell of this Woman pulls me closer, closer, Like Mo Rivera. You don't ever hesitate to hug this Woman. To bury your face into her neck. To inhale her Aroma. Because of her smell, not only would I love her, but I'd love her good! Id close my eyes, with my chin resting on her protruding collar bone, then raise my lips to her ears and whisper, "Damn I can't even talk 'cause you smell so good."
She's Freshhhh
She's unbelievably funky. Something about an eccentric woman that catches my eye like a pop fly. I just..can't get over that look in hers. Sure, I love heels. I love dresses. I love women that looks, womanly. But sheeeees..somewhat of an exception to my rule I guess I could say. No, she doesn't have a big butt, or big boobs. But she has a face to suffice for it all. Lips as fat as Albert and the Klumps combined. Beautiful and Pink, like, hehe, well, like the other ones should be. A lack of make up..lack of lipstick, eyeliner, eye lashes..but an abundance of lip-licking that keeps those lips as wet as..hehe, well the other ones should be. A cute little nose I wouldn't mind kissin if a boo-boo was present. I guess u could call it a gift; her beauty that is. Or a curse. Shit..I curse whenever I see her in that LIU hallway. "Daaaaamn." Starin at her cute nose wit that nose ring poking out like my early morning arousal. What's a man to do in her passing? Look at her eyes? What're you insane? The lips and nose are enough! High cheekbones, strong facial feminity that ooze through a woman's personality and face. On my conscious, a glaze of shyness spreads over. She just has that effect. Wit her tight skinny jeans, and fly sneakers. Always different..colors..styles. Her style DAMN sure enough is furious. And adjacent to her I turn into another boy in the hood. But if I knew her id be a Man again. If I could only speak and look into her eyes. Its one of those things where eye contact is like conversation. Her eyes remind me of, cool. Moreso than the other side of a pillow. More like the other side of the Solar System. Pluto's temperature, baby. Sheek, and laughable. Her eyes tell me she likes to smile, likes to be happy. And likes to give others the same feeling. Shucks..she does it to me and I've never laid words on her ears, wit all them, gold earrings. She's definitely an Aviator. She passed just bein' fly a lonnnnnggggg time ago. Maybe a goofball..maybe serious..maybe a Scorpio too..why not. She holds my interest down like a paperweight. She just got that edgeeee.
But
She was all in a dream. And Dreams, are for suckers. But she's still baddd...I wouldn't mind bein a Bo-Bo...
But
She was all in a dream. And Dreams, are for suckers. But she's still baddd...I wouldn't mind bein a Bo-Bo...
Monday, June 22, 2009
I'm Going To Kill Sharp: Whats Ticking Me Off Part 2
The Consig Says...
I mean, I know dreams are supposed to feel real, but damn! I'm tired of being bamboozled into thinking that I'm really an All-Star athlete, a porn star, in love, or walking on the Moon. Damn Dream, with his happy silver shoes and gloves. Grrrr...
This particular night.. I had an enjoybale sleep, I think, until the dream started...
Sharp happens to make Sidekicks, my phone, and there is a scroll ball on the phone that may stop working after lots and lots of using. My phone has begun to stop scrolling up! I can't scroll to things above where my cursor is, to other text, i can't scroll upwards to links. It's terrible! I pay too much for this phone already, even though its like the world in your palm.
This dream gave me the FREEDOM to finally scroll up again! Whooo, it felt so good. It was like experiencing your first kiss with each scroll up I took.
Smoooooch
Smoooooch
Smoooooch.. Delicious... I was free to go whereever I pleased again...Until
You guessed it, the dream stopped was done, finished, and I came off of my high Seabiscuit.
Upon waking up, I grabbed my Sidekick, and attempted to scroll up..Only to scroll and not be able to move anywhere on the page, or in my Sidekick.. :-(
Why won't the trackballs start to work again!!! Ahhhhh, the horror...the agonyyyyyy!!!
I'm coming for you Sharp!!!
I mean, I know dreams are supposed to feel real, but damn! I'm tired of being bamboozled into thinking that I'm really an All-Star athlete, a porn star, in love, or walking on the Moon. Damn Dream, with his happy silver shoes and gloves. Grrrr...
This particular night.. I had an enjoybale sleep, I think, until the dream started...
Sharp happens to make Sidekicks, my phone, and there is a scroll ball on the phone that may stop working after lots and lots of using. My phone has begun to stop scrolling up! I can't scroll to things above where my cursor is, to other text, i can't scroll upwards to links. It's terrible! I pay too much for this phone already, even though its like the world in your palm.
This dream gave me the FREEDOM to finally scroll up again! Whooo, it felt so good. It was like experiencing your first kiss with each scroll up I took.
Smoooooch
Smoooooch
Smoooooch.. Delicious... I was free to go whereever I pleased again...Until
You guessed it, the dream stopped was done, finished, and I came off of my high Seabiscuit.
Upon waking up, I grabbed my Sidekick, and attempted to scroll up..Only to scroll and not be able to move anywhere on the page, or in my Sidekick.. :-(
Why won't the trackballs start to work again!!! Ahhhhh, the horror...the agonyyyyyy!!!
I'm coming for you Sharp!!!
Relationships...A Mistake Made At The Door Of Them...
(In 50 Cent Voice) Ok Okay Okaayyyyy...In the beginning of relations/getting to know someone that you like its easy to get lost in translation. Again, with lack of a flashlight, a match, a cell phone, anything with a slight example of illumation. Shit, at that point im sure most people wished they attended Hogwarts. I'd pull out a BIC Pen and say Lumos! But NO! That's not the case here, its real life.
You can get real deep with your bare hands, fuck coppin' a shovel. For What? You've gotten this far with him/her. You feel like things are going right. You know what you want. You want a girl, or a man to call your own, a relationship. Just to feel attatched to someone. This person, feels right. He/she is talking, saying the right things, doing the right actions. You're feeling them and they're feeling you. You can't go wrong.
The Error Lies...
In the fact that you've only known this person for a week at most. You've seen him/her around a couple times, and now, finally, you guys are together. Tongue in tongue, in a totally conversational way, but it's just a little bit tooooooo soon. Fools rush in. Fools rush in. Fools rush in. The whole situation is fools gold. If you put this situation underwater, it would look just like the Silver Surfer. He likes you, but not that much. She likes you, but, not that much. Kiddo, you've kidded yourself. Your parents might as well have named you Jason, whether boy or girl. Once the wrong thing is said by the person you're talking to, all interest is lost, or they lose interest in you once you've said the wrong thing. All the smiles are gone, the balloons are deflated. That big Times Square-like "You're A Winner" sign seems to have been blown up by The Joker. He laughs, but aint SHIT funny!
I mean you felt really good about this, just to have it all removed so abrubtly. Then you droop down to that point where you're whispering under your breath, "Damn. What happened?"
It just wasn't meant to be. It was a lesson thrown to you. Don't rush in to things. Take your time. It's like a perfect basketball jumpshot. The ball needs rotation. In the beginnin, aim to get to know how someone is instead of aiming to get them. They aint goin nowhere.
It was nice talking to you, but we will talk again. It's no rush. You can be a fool when you're in love. But it's awful to be a fool when your in like. There is a trap door ahead of your path to take that step.
Learning when and how to call a good first time quits is a must. If the end is prolonged, then that first date or conversation may end worse, much worse than expected. Life is no fairytale. Most glass slippers only exist in strip clubs.
(In Denzel Washington Voice) You don't want that. I Don't want that.
You can get real deep with your bare hands, fuck coppin' a shovel. For What? You've gotten this far with him/her. You feel like things are going right. You know what you want. You want a girl, or a man to call your own, a relationship. Just to feel attatched to someone. This person, feels right. He/she is talking, saying the right things, doing the right actions. You're feeling them and they're feeling you. You can't go wrong.
The Error Lies...
In the fact that you've only known this person for a week at most. You've seen him/her around a couple times, and now, finally, you guys are together. Tongue in tongue, in a totally conversational way, but it's just a little bit tooooooo soon. Fools rush in. Fools rush in. Fools rush in. The whole situation is fools gold. If you put this situation underwater, it would look just like the Silver Surfer. He likes you, but not that much. She likes you, but, not that much. Kiddo, you've kidded yourself. Your parents might as well have named you Jason, whether boy or girl. Once the wrong thing is said by the person you're talking to, all interest is lost, or they lose interest in you once you've said the wrong thing. All the smiles are gone, the balloons are deflated. That big Times Square-like "You're A Winner" sign seems to have been blown up by The Joker. He laughs, but aint SHIT funny!
I mean you felt really good about this, just to have it all removed so abrubtly. Then you droop down to that point where you're whispering under your breath, "Damn. What happened?"
It just wasn't meant to be. It was a lesson thrown to you. Don't rush in to things. Take your time. It's like a perfect basketball jumpshot. The ball needs rotation. In the beginnin, aim to get to know how someone is instead of aiming to get them. They aint goin nowhere.
It was nice talking to you, but we will talk again. It's no rush. You can be a fool when you're in love. But it's awful to be a fool when your in like. There is a trap door ahead of your path to take that step.
Learning when and how to call a good first time quits is a must. If the end is prolonged, then that first date or conversation may end worse, much worse than expected. Life is no fairytale. Most glass slippers only exist in strip clubs.
(In Denzel Washington Voice) You don't want that. I Don't want that.
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