Random thought of the day:

Most women tend to balloon after marriage : the kids, the job, and having a family to tend to usually leaves little time for the woman to pay too much attention to her looks, 'cos that is the least of her worries.

I know that many men, because of this ballooning, get progressively unattracted to their wives. In extreme cases, men might be lured by the younger, and perkier women. They probably look at their not-so-attractive-as-before-wives and think: " Look at her. How could she let herself get to this state?? Hair in a disarray, big hips and she doesn't even bother with make-up anymore! She's such a far-cry from the woman i married! *gags*"

I KNOW THAT MEN ARE HEARTLESS, SUPERFICIAL CADS.

But what i want to know is this - Are there good men out there that look at their wives, after they have packed on the pounds and look increasingly disheveled, and think: "She bore my kids, she takes care of us, she cooks our meals, and THIS (referring to her size) is the result of it. She must really love me to have sacrificed so much. And knowing this makes me love her so much more."

Any male out there who is like that? Even ONE?

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Went clubbing for the first time yesterday with Jon and his army friends. All nice people i must say. Not that i've never been to a club, just that i've never really danced or stayed late for that matter. Reached home at around 3am last night.

Anyway, for my first time at a club, i made some random observations:

1. The flashing lights and smoky atmosphere makes for bad vision. Seriously! The amount of smoke in the room already makes it surreal enough, what with the flashing lights, it's almost impossible to make out the face of the person standing right NEXT to you! I think this must be why it's so easy to hook up with people there. 'Cos with the help of flashing lights and smoke, ANYONE can look good.

2. Girls who go clubbing with their girlfriends tend to like to pair up and dance with each other. Provocatively a la lesbians. *rolls eyes* I mean seriously. They're just manipulating every guys' lesbian fantasy to their advantage! Fantastic way to find new guys! Rub up against each other like you're gonna throw each other on the floor and screw! That way you're sure to get male attention and have -them- rubbing up to you in no time! Mwee! What a thrill! Having guys rub their stinky, sweaty bodies up next to you and touch you with their unfamiliar lusty paws! What more could a girl ask for??

3. Why do people insist on SQUEEZING on the platform and bumping people off? Unashamedly at that! Disgusting! The only reason my friends and i stood on the short platform was cos that's the only way to avoid getting squished up with EVERYONE else. No one's really watching the people on the platform anyway. Unless they're waiting to prey on you like hungry wolves prey on fresh meat. But wolves are cuter than most of the guys there.*nods sagely*

BUT, I didn't have a bad time! Like I said, these are just random observations. And like my boy said, it's not so much the club, it's more the company. And i think the company was great!:) Lucky boy has made some good friends in army, happy for him.

Note to self: Never wear heels clubbing again. My feet are killing me now.

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There are the good times, and there are the bad.

Sometimes i wonder whether the good times are good enough to make up for the bad.

Not that there are many bad.

Maybe it's just a bad time, what with the deluge of essays and readings and an overwhelming feeling of having dug a hole too deep for myself to crawl out of.

But i don't know whether my feelings of disappointment and frustration are unwarranted.

It's just nice to know that there's someone who'll be there for you specially during these times, when you need support. Where you don't have to hint or come right out to say "I NEED YOUR SUPPORT", and the person will instinctively know what to do. Where the person practices alot of patience when dealing with you, when trying to make you laugh. And if rebuffed, still perseveres till he finally succeeds in making you laugh genuinely instead of lapsing into a state of frustration where all he can muster is "I'm just insentive" and "I don't know what to say to you. Everything I say doesn't seem help." Where suddenly, the tables are turned, and the person who is in need of comforting ends up being the one doing the comforting.

I don't know. Are there guys who are sensitive to your feelings, are able to instinctively be there for you when you need them, and are able to put aside their own frustrations and ego for that one genuine smile from you when all the muscles in your face are intent on knitting together in a scowl?

If you know anyone like that? Let me know.

'Cos then i'll know i've died and gone to heaven.

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Take an axe to my head why don't you?

It sure beats spending one and a half days on ONE reading and a measly 3-page essay...

Only to realise you have no fucking idea what's going on and that your pathetic essay sucks so hard it created a vacuum.

No pun intended.

God. Did anything i say even make sense?

I can't think anymore.

My brain's been dried out.

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