Me according to life

I was busy rummaging through some of old note pads looking for nothing in particular when I came across a piece of poetry I'd written a few years ago. That got me thinking : what kind of person was I back? How much have I actually matured? What has this world taught me in the comparatively short space of time that I've been here and am I a better person for it?

Yep. It's true. The longer something drags on, the more difficult it becomes to clear your mind of it.

Decisions...

We live in a world where the decisions that we make will ultimately mould us to the people we become. I say this because I'm completely appalled by the decisions that some people make. What is it, as a human being, drives some of us to cheat on our partners?
I'm not trying to be all high and mighty about this as if I've never made a mistake before, but it's something that really irks me.

What's the point of entering a relationship if you're just gonna throw it all away because you "thought" with the wrong part of your body?
I've seen people cheat, continuously, on their partners without the least bit of guilt.

I look at dating as the preamble to marriage. If it goes well, why not ask you partner to make it official in front of God? Then, the words that most people seem to take as lightly as a feather these days need to be said, " 'Til death us do part." Those words are huge! They're saying that you're prepared to do anything and live through anything with your chosen partner forever. Yet why do some of us say those words and take them back?

I think relationships should be lived to those ideals. When you commit to someone you should be able to tell them that you're willing to see things through right to the bitter end. Even if you do come across someone that might more attractive than your current partner, try and remember what attracted you to that person in the first place.

Commitment.





That word should still mean something. It isn't something that we just should throw around. You're commiting to someone, something, anything!

What makes us tick?

Is it the knowledge of your impending payday? Or is it the knowledge that you're going home to someone special? There might be plenty of reasons as to what drives us as a carbon based life-form, but it's the third of my opening questions that I want to elaborate on by asking another question. Why is that us as humans place so much of ourselves into the hands of someone else?

I've seen people suffer from mental breakdown's after breaking up with someone that were dating for a number of months. Why?
I've seen people contemplate suicide after breaking up with people they dated for a couple of years. Why?
What/who were you before meeting this supposed "perfect" partner? Have we as humans lost our sense of individuality to such an extent that we have to depend on others like a crutch?

Before (whoever happens to be reading this) jumps down my throat with a packet of C4 strapped to themselves, hear me out.
Everyone these days is looking for someone to love and to receive love from. Correct? If not everyone then it's close to it being so. Those that have found this partner to pamper their obviously rapidly degenerating self-esteem claim to be happy. But are they really?
They now have someone to think about for the whole day, someone to text and do all the arbitary things that people in love do. Does that necessarily make them happy?

One thing I've managed to learn about life in the relatively short time that I've been allowed to be here is that the person next to you does not hold the key to your happiness. It is within us all. Some may say that money makes them happy, fine. Show me a person who isn't happy when they've got a bit of cash in the bank. But personal fulfillment has and always will be the number one route to true happiness. Relationship's fade and whither away and all the other person turns out to be (most times) is an extremely sour taste on the tongue.
Yet there are so many things out there that we could be concentrating on other than "being in love." One of those, LIFE! We spend so much of our time worrying about all sorts of other things that we tend to forget to live it.

We really need to start looking after ourselves. Making sure that the current situation we are in is the one that will make us the happiest in the now and in the long run. Let love come find you and make sure that when it does come knocking on your door, you're the happiest you could possibly be.

I can already see what (whoever happens to be reading this) is thinking. I'm a cold, detached and heartless human being. That's fine with me. I'll be happier for longer because I'll find what the universe wants me to have a lot sooner than anyone else will, hopefully (Crosses fingers).
Until that time, I'll live my life to the sound of a ticking clock.

Mind games.

The only kind of "game" that I really suck at! I don't/can't do all of that crap. I've just never seen the point, honestly.

I know that it's managed to become part and parcel of today's living. Especially in that little failed social experiment we all know (and I hate) as flirting. I hate it because I suck at it. Simple. I really just don't understand it.
What's the point of making acute (not cute) signals that I might or might not understand?
I'm talking to a member of the opposite sex that I have never met before... What are my intentions?

I think I've finally realised what my problem is in that regard. I'm too damn honest!
If there's a spade laying on the floor, I will tell you that there's a spade on the floor. I really don't have the energy to use in trying to throw some sugar on the spade and calling it a shovel.

When I meet someone, I really don't want to have to make myself more attractive to them.

This is me. You have met me. Do you like me? If answer = yes, cool. If answer = no, cool. I'm really not phased.

Honesty is one of those virtues that have been lost on mankind for many a year. What's so difficult about it? A lot of people lie to get ahead. Others lie because they have to. Whatever happened to just telling people the truth about anything? And if you think it might offend them, tell them as much. Don't just go around telling everybody their business. It's rude.

But. Why is that when it comes to dating or anything related to the said subject, no one seems to be able to tell the whole truth? I say "whole truth"
because equivocation has become a big part in the dating world as of late.

She asks, "So, what do you do for a living?"
He answers, "Oh, I'm just a Customer Relations Assistant at a well known local establishment."
HE'S A FUCKING BARMAN! HE WANTS TO GET LAID! Don't be too surprised when he's not in the same bed he slept in, mainly the female
who was interested in the big words he used to describe he's imaginary important position's bed. But that's another rant for another day. I really don't have the energy to get into that right now. It drains me just thinking about it.

Sometimes I wish life was like the 1700's where dating didn't exist. Where people met and fell in love. Where life was a little slower and the lives we led were even slower.

I'M A HOPELESS ROMANTIC!

There... I said it!
I'm an aboslute softy. You never would've guessed it, would you?

Well, I am. I buy roses, send late night and early morning texts... All that other soppy stuff that I wouldn't want to list on such a public domain. But I am. It's who I am.
I write poems... Yes, poems. Why? To express how I feel. I can't tell most people how I feel about them, so I write it down instead. It's always been my failsafe. "Can't talk, read this."
Funnily enough, I know a lot of other guys that get as tongue tied as I when confronted with a member of the opposite sex. And, unsurprisingly I might add, they are all like me, writers.

Which leads me to think, is romance really dead? Or has society just scared the romantics into hiding?

I'm not even going to bother lying, I don't know what women want these days. I don't even attempt to pick them up when I go out. I've kinda just left it in the Big Guy's hands. "If it's going to happen, it's going to happen." Of course there's the envitable, "Wake up the next morning with your mates telling you that you spaded the entire pub last night" but I learn to take those with a pinch of salt.

"If I don't remember it, it didn't happen!"

It actually sounds really stupid coming from a guy that acts all macho in front of his mates when he sees an attractive women walk past, but inside I'm thinking, "I'd like to get to know her better. I wonder what her interests are." Lame, I know, but that's just how some things work in this world.

When people say romance is dead, what do they actually mean? Is the virtue of romance no longer there or has our idea of romance in this day and age altered to such a point that we don't even know what the original concept was?

"What are you willing to do for the one you "love"?

Whatever your answer to that is, think about it this way. Whatever it is that you said you are willing to do, would you do it with a gun to your head? I'm guessing most of the answers would be "yes"... But then again think about it this way, would you do it first thing in the morning before you've even brushed your teeth? Ok, maybe first thing after brushing your teeth. :P
Do you really deserve to call yourself someone else's significant other if you aren't willing to do everything for them.

Quick question...

How many men out there hold a door open for a woman to pass? Pull the seat out for their partners when out for dinner? Open car doors so their partners can enter?
See? Lost. NOT dead!

Society is too busy teaching our youth random crap. I remember being taught manners.