i didnt know who wrote this...its been forwarded to me for no less than tenth time...but i like it anyway...im almost a meantime-girl too..except that, no one has ever really thought of even keeping me for the meantime...which is equally tiring and patience-draining as being the meantime girl. i dont know...its just that my circle of friends only fall into four categories: 1. girls girls, 2. gay gays, 3. almost gay guys, and the 4. guy guys, but not so quite there (does that need further explanation?! well they are guys who i think are guys but are sooOoo young enough they call you "ate")..well if you're friends can all be classified in those four categories, you wouldnt want to be a meantime girl of any of them, right?!...much more a non-meantime i-want-to-keep-you-now girl...deshou?!
What�� a Meantime Girl?
She�� the one you call when you��e bored because she makes you laugh. She�� the one you talk to when you��e feeling down because she�� willing to lend an ear and be a friend. She�� not the one you call when you need a date to your company�� Christmas party, or to go dancing with on a Saturday night. She�� the one you spend time with between girlfriends, before you find "The One". You know, the one who you keep around in the meantime.
She�� not one of the guys, not a tomboy, but you don�� look at her as a "real" woman, either. She�� not bitchy enough, moody enough, or sexy enough to be seen in that light. She�� too laid-back, too easily amused by the same things your male buddies are amused by. She�� too understanding, too comfortable ��she doesn�� make you feel nervous or excited the way a "real" woman does. But she�� cool, and nice, and funny, and attractive enough that when you��e lonely or horny and need intimate female companionship, she��l do just fine. You don�� have to wine and dine her because she knows the real you already, and you don�� have any facades to keep up, no pretenses to preserve. You��e not trying to get anything of substance out of her. She�� not easy, but you know that she cares about you and is attracted to you, and that she��l give you the intimacy you need. And you know you don�� have to explain yourself or the situation, that she��l be able to cope with the fact that this isn�� the beginning of a relationship or that there�� any possibility that you have any real romantic feelings for her. It won�� bother her that you��l get up in the morning, put on your pants, say goodbye, and go on a date with the woman you��e been mooning over for weeks who finally agreed to go out with you. She��l settle for a goodbye hug and a promise to call her and tell her how the date went. She�� just so cool . . . why can�� all women be like that?!
But deep down, if you really think about it (which you probably don�� because to you, the situation between the two of you isn�� important enough to merit any real thought), you know that it�� really not fair. You know that although she would never say it, it hurts her to know that despite all her good points and all the fun you two have, you don�� think she�� good enough to spend any real time with. Sure, it�� mostly her fault, because she doesn�� have to give in to your needs ��she could play the hard-to-get bitch like the rest of them do, if she really wanted to. But you and she both know that she probably couldn�� pull it off. Maybe she�� too short, or a little overweight, or has a big birthmark on her forehead, or works at Taco Bell. Whatever the reason, somehow life has given her a lot of really great qualities but has left out the ones that men want (or think they want) in a woman. So she remains forever the funny friend, the steadfast companion, and you go on searching for your goddess who will somehow be everything you ever wanted in a woman.
You��l joke to her that she should be the best man at your wedding, and she��l laugh and make a joke about a smelly rental tux.
She doesn�� captivate you with her beauty, or open doors with her smile. Mainly she blends in with the crowd. She�� safe. She doesn�� want to be the center of attention and turn the heads of everyone in the room. But she wants to turn someone�� head. She wants to be special to someone, too. We all do.
She has feelings. She has a heart. In fact, she probably has a bigger and better heart than any woman you��e ever known because she�� had a front-row seat to The Mess That Is Your Life, and she likes you anyway. She obviously sees something worthwhile and redeeming in you because although you��e given her nothing, absolutely no reason to still be around, she is.
Anyway, yeah. I�� a Meantime Girl. Been one more times than I care to admit. I don�� know the reason, really, and at this point I don�� even care. I just want to let every guy know who�� ever had the good fortune to have a Meantime Girl that we may be a lot of fun, but we cry, too. A lot. And someday we won�� be around.
~end
*sigh*...im almost a meantime girl..too. guys talaga, bulag.
Best regards from NY! »
By Anonymous, at 9:38 AM
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How to make a Falling Star |
Ingredients: 1/2 cup of naivety 3/4 cup of laughter 1/4 cup & 1 tsp. of insecurity |
Method: Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of sadness. Sprinkle a bit of craziness (it's not complete without that!). Serve chilled with a smile. And recently, i discovered that if you add a pinch of faith, it'll be a lot better. Yum!*Do not overindulge!* |
When i lost you, I was the one who loved you most, but between us you lost more. For someday I can love someone the way that i loved you but you will never be loved again the way that i did...
everything happens for a reason, nothing happens by chance or by means of good luck. illness, injury, failures, love lost, memories of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of one's soul. without the small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved straight flat road to nowhere. it would be safe and comfortable but uttery pointless...
do not undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others, it is because we are different that each of us is special...
do not let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. by living your life, one day at a time, you live all the days of your life...
do not be afraid to encounter risks, it is by taking risks that we learn how to be brave...
do not run through life so fast that you forget, not only where you have been, but also where you are going...
Humankind get bored with childhood, they rush to grow up, and then long to be children again...
We cannot make anyone love us. All we can do is let ourselves be loved.
"If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive." - Eleonora Duse
"This is courage...to bear unflinchingly what heaven sends." - Euripedes
"Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark." - George Iles
The hardest thing to do is to watch someone you love, love someone else.
Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, then its not the end.
Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them.
Men are not worthy of precious tears, they just make us look terrible...
Its amazing the things you realize when you lose someone; you get mad at yourself for not saying the things you could've a million times, you take for grantd the days doing nothing when you could have been with them. anyone can be taken at anytime in our lives, but we always wait until theyre gone to say the things we never had the courage to before
Watching you walk out of my life hasn't made me bitter or cynical about love, but rather, it has shown me that if i wanted so badly to be with the wrong person, how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along...
in the movie "in the mood for love," if someone had a secret they didnt want to share, they go up to a mountain, find a tree, carve a hole in it and whisper the secret into the hole...then they cover it with mud, leaving the secret there forever...
this is my hole...