How to be Safe on your Blind Dates

As people get attached to mobile phones and social networking sites, the process of courtship becomes different. People get acquaintances from Facebook, or through text messages. Then come the questions: What does s/he look like? Is s/he really the one in the picture? or IS HE A KILLER?

If it's your first time to go on a blind date, it's normal to get nervous. I'll teach you SAFETY tips :D

PREPARING FOR THE BLIND DATE
1. It's up to you if you want to dress to impress or if you want them to "like" you for dressing how you dress.

2. Gear up. Get some emergency supplies (e.g. Umbrella, Cell phone - a no brainer, etc.)

3. Self-defense? Well, I told you to bring an umbrella right?


MEETING YOUR BLIND DATE
Okay, in this section, we're gonna discuss on how to get rid of posers in an instant and to save yourself from a horrible date.

1. Of course there will be a rendezvous point - make sure you agreed to meet in a public place. DON'T go there at once. Go somewhere near - near enough to see the proximity of the rendezvous point. If you're thinking he's a psycho killer, LOOK FOR POSSIBLE ESCAPE ROUTES (do this wherever you guys go)

2. Tell him you're there. Or if he's already there, ask him/er what s/he is wearing. If he asks what you're wearing, then you can answer - you're not "there" anyway.

3. OBSERVE. Is he really the one in the picture?

IF NO. Ask yourself, DO YOU WANT HIM/ER TO BE HURT? or DO YOU WANT TO BE POLITE AND ENDURE A HORRIBLE DATE INSTEAD?
 - for the first one (which is my favorite) tell him this: "You're not my type, thanks for the time anyway."
 - for the second one, then go approach him/er.


NOTE: To be completely safe, BRING A FRIEND!

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Worse Than Death

I'm disappointed of what I've become

I want myself dead; want myself gone

I don't want another day in hell

I want myself dead; everyone can tell

I'd hit my head against the wall

I'd hit it again with a basketball

I'd crush my fingers with a vice grip

Fascination comes with the blood that drips

Middle of the highway, there I'd sit

Hoping a ten-wheeler I would meet

I'd crush my hands in a blender

Blood goes splat on every corner

I'd throw myself in an acid bath

My skin slowly burns; I'd enjoy the wrath

With a grin on my face, I'd grab a nail gun

Point it at my head, BANG, I'm gone

Hundred ways I'd kill myself

But something would top the list

Thousand ways I'd kill myself

A day without you is worse than this

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Feelings on Paper

I think of you day and night

I really can't help this feeling inside

I close my eyes, I see your lips so tender

Redness of cherries I remember

Your eyes, those large black orbs

They glisten, they sparkle, they I adore

You're like a portrait, a Mona Lisa

Imprinted on my mind

And now here are my feelings on paper

I hope you don't mind

I look out the window, I can't help but think

This feeling tattooed on my heart like ink

I'm afraid that you might be thinking

Of someone else, I'm a memory fading

Your problems I cannot bear

Was it wrong to care?

And now, my feelings are on paper

I know it may mean nothing to you

But please, let me say this once more

I want you to know that I LOVE YOU

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Accusations

I was dilly-dallying with my boyfriend over the phone. I came to the point where I told him how my day went. I told him that I woke up at around 11am, and I wasn't about to wake up until a friend called me. I told him that my friend was asking for an advice about his love life situation and I gladly did since he was a friend of mine. Then my boyfriend hung up on me. BAAM!

I texted him "Why did you hang up on me?"

Was he JUST A FRIEND?

Yeah! He was an old friend of mine.

Are you sure nothing happened between you two?

He was just a friend! He just called me because he was seeking for advice!

Who are you fooling?

Darn, he was so shallow. What did I do? I just helped an old friend of mine with his situation and then I got accused of cheating because of it? What happened between us? Well, I gave him advice. It's not because he called that there would be something happening between us? Phone sex? Really? I couldn't believe I entered a relationship without a warning label: To enter this relationship, please delete all friends. No thanks!

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Blabberish Shit

There I was, sitting at the back row of the classroom as my teacher was continuously blabbering about something - something about thermodynamic systems, I think. My self was present. My mind, long gone.

I kept on thinking, dwelling on the pain that burst in my heart when someone, very special to me, kept on accusing me, insisting that I'm cheating on him, and his reaction when I tried to hug him. I may have overreacted a bit, but who could blame a broken heart.

I've been portraying a strong, happy person my entire life. I know I couldn't stand the feeling of crying in front of someone dear to me. So there's my decision - a walkout.

Was it because my pride was too high? No. Was it because I was feeling guilty? No! As long as I know, guilt and pain were two different things.

And there I was, my mind was absent in class. My teacher was blabbering about heat reservoir.

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Fireworks

A particle of light flies through the night sky like stars rushing to meet the moon. They bloom into flowers of color and light. Flowers that roar thought the quiet night. Flowers growing, nearing enough to devour you.  Flashes of blue, red, yellow and white fill the sad dark night sky with party lights. I just really do think fireworks are very romantic.

Imagine lying down on a green grassy hill, with your girl/boyfriend lying right next to you. You can feel the warmth of their body and breath and their soft hands laying on yours. The night sky becomes a huge screen of art and romance as the colors dance through the night. You seem them stare you, smiling as your hands clamp onto each other. Imagine the lovely view with a lovely company.

One day, when I get to know my soulmate. We would definitely do this. Not on a grassy hill, but definitely we'd have a date on a fireworks display.

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Rain, Sex and Drug Abuse

30 July 2011

Today was my CWTS (Mil. Sci.) and the day of our first rappelling session ever. I got quite excited because I had been waiting for this day. Mil. Sci. (CWTS) is all about rappelling and our journey was just about to start. But, unfortunately, something outside the window burst my bubble of happiness - the sight of rain. And rain means rappelling would have to be cancelled. My brain got less active, and my body felt heavier. I didn't want to go to class anymore. But I just needed to. We are only allowed to have a maximum of three absences, and I already got absent once. I only got two more to spare, and spending it for a reason this shallow wasn't just worth it.

I got to the vanguard at exactly 9am for my class and found mostly everyone sitting in outside - and yes, it was still raining. It wasn't long before we went upstairs for our class. Okay here's when the FUN stuff begins. Guess what they decided to replace our rappelling session? A talk about Gender and Sexuality. *aims a gun at everyone who "yay"ed.* >_< Though I found the topic quite uninteresting, I thought I might survive listening just for a few hours. And before I knew it, it was finished. Whew.! But it didn't stop there. My suffering, I mean. The next talk was about Drug Abuse. T_T *aims a bazooka at everyone who cheers*. I couldn't stand the speaker. Even with his cheesy attempts to make us laugh, I just couldn't stand him. Though he, himself, was relevant to the topic. HE WAS THE MOST EFFECTIVE DEPRESSANT EVER!

When I got home, my day started to become better. ^_^ My Chinese boyfriend, Guang, was online! It had been weeks since we last had our chat. I understand him though. His new job is more tiring - he's 24 by the way and he's a Safety Engineer - and he gets less free time. I'm happy for him. At least he enjoys what he's doing now. We caught up with each other, told stories, and shared pictures. :) He's my inspiration right now, and he's the reason why I still have this smile on my face.

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Smitten

I sit on the polished wood of my armchair,

Waiting for our professor until he came;

His light radiant skin, his silky black hair I see,

He gave me a look, sat down, every day the same;

His shirt stretches fully,

With the beautiful curve of his back;

I gave him a look, a glare,

And there, my heart attacked;

My heart beats dug dug dug,

Like beats of an upbeat music;

While there he was,

so quiet and fantastic;

Everytime I walk with him,

My tongue holds back, don't know what to say;

I just go with the flow,

Say what I say and go his way;

When we part, finally,

My lips give in, forming a smile;

For I treasured every moment,
Even if it is even just for a while.

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