Eyes Wide Open: An Open Letter to that guy who thinks he knows how to play

When I hear the words that comes out of your mouth, I smile inside. Not because your words make me happy but because I don’t believe a single word of it. I’ve heard that bullshit before and I can smell it from a mile away.

It behooves me to compliment you but I must admit, your ability to lie has improved over the years. If I may suggest, you might want to start learning how to cover your tracks. Some of us knows how to do our homework.

May I remind you as well that I was once a journalism student and I am now a fraud specialist. What does that mean for you? Well, for one, my investigative skills are quite good. I know how to turn every stone and get the information I want, when I want to. Also, I am suspicious by nature. I trust my instinct and I am quite good at reading people. I don’t easily believe the things that I hear, I double check sources and make sure they are right.

I hear enough bullshit for eight hours every day, five days a week and I know exactly the smell of bullshit you’re trying to make me believe. I don’t buy it.

So you can say all the sweetest things you can think of, I will never believe you. I will not call you out either. Two can play this game. Go on, keep lying. I know what you are. If you insist on making your life miserable, I will help you with that. I will go above and beyond to make your life a living hell.

You see, what you are doing right now is an insult to me. You think I am stupid and gullible. Well, don’t be too sure about yourself. Not every girl you meet will fall for you. Not everyone will believe you. I don’t take kindly to people who tries to take advantage of me.

I am not blind and I refuse to play blind. I can see how your actions contradict your words. I can hear the things you do not say. I have seen the puzzle and the pieces don’t fit.

You think my emotion is a playground that you can play as you like and leave when you get bored? You think you can charm your way to everything? My, my, your confidence is astounding. Let me give you a slow clap for that.

If I may suggest again, it’s time to change your tactics. I am getting bored.

It’s a good thing most girls you meet are contented with listening to your well-rehearsed poetries and charming little smiles. You have nothing in the art of conversation. You are boring and shallow and doesn’t make a lot of sense. Your charming smiles can only go so far. Talking to you is enough to entertain me for at least 30mins at the most. My mind is already elsewhere after that.

Let me give it to you plain and simple: I don’t trust you. Be careful where you step, I am watching. Be careful what you say, I am listening. Be careful what you do, I always observe. When the time is right, you will see and I will make sure you regret ever crossing paths with me.

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Think About It!

Found this in 9Gag and thought I should share it here…

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I like #2, #4, and #7. Especially #7. Though I’m glad saying No is not really a problem for me. I am particularly stubborn and hates being told what to do so saying no is almost automatic for me.

Anyway, hope this helps guide your way. 🙂

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Life lessons: Of Reaching Summits, Hiking and True Love

If you are going to ask me why I love hiking, I will not be able to answer. I honestly don’t know. It is not the most comfortable activity in the world and yet here I am pining for it like a lover. It is exhausting, uncomfortable, risky, and way out of my comfort zone and yet I love it. I don’t know why, I just do.

Some people are drawn to the sea, some are drawn to other people. I am drawn to the mountain. I have always been.
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Nothing makes me happier than walking underneath a canopy of trees, smelling the sweet smell of earth and feeling the gentle breeze brushing my arms. I get giddy with happiness when I see lush green forests. I can’t stop grinning like an idiot at the prospect of seeing one. And when I get to the summit, I just sit there and contentedly look at the world around me, silently (or not) hiding my amazement and staring at everything as far as my eyes can see.
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Reaching the summit always gives me a mixture of pride and contentment. Despite my proclivity to outdoor activities, I am not the healthiest person in the world. Ascents are a challenge for me and there are moments when I want to give up and go home. Sometimes, my legs are moving out of sheer force of will and my whole body felt mechanical. The trail is not always easy, the pack is heavy and all my muscles are screaming yet I continue walking because oddly enough, despite all that, I feel happy.

When I reach the summit, when I reach the goal, I forget everything. All I can think of is how great it feels to be up there and looking at the world below me. All I can think of is how beautiful the world is and how happy I am to be there.

Hiking taught me a lot of things. I never learned to truly trust the people around me until I started hiking with my friends. I learned to be resourceful. I learned to appreciate the world around me. I learned not to give up when things go wrong and life seemed so difficult. Most of all, I learned to believe in myself. Truly believe in myself and what I can achieve if I put my heart and mind into it.
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Hiking may not be the most comfortable thing to do in the world but it is something that I love.

You know how people say, “I love you, because…” Well, this love story doesn’t have a “because”. It has no rhyme or reason. It is a love pure and untainted. It doesn’t have any ulterior motives, no hidden agenda, no expectations. It is a love affair that makes me a stronger and better person. It has its hardships but it is a love affair I cannot live without.
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Admit it, my love affair with the mountain is a better love story than what most people have.

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