The other day, I was greeted by "n" number of miscalls ("n" standing for SUPER DAMI) and two dramatic SMS that went "Karen, kailangan ko ng kausap. Puwede ba kita i-meet today" and "Busy ka yata. Salamat na lang" from a college friend . When I finally got to answer her call(ssssssss), the poor girl was crying - the first time I actually heard her cry. And although I was coming from a 15-hour duty and had to return to work in nine hours' time, I said yes to meeting her. And then we trooped to our little piece of heaven on earth, Sunken Garden.
We never really talked about why we're even meeting up. She never did go into details as to why she was in tears when she called. We just made happy kuwentos. While sitting in the oh-so-comfy grass of Sunken. Surrounded by people making out. And practicing soccer. And making music. And teaching catechisms. And just basking in the peace that Sunken brings. Like us.
I always love the effect that Sunken has on me (and my friend, and apparently other people as well), especially when I stay there during the afternoons when students are just about ready to go home, the soccer team's practicing, and the sun is setting. I can't describe just how lovely the feeling is...it just is.
Sigh.
I love Sunken. ^__^
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Spectacular Siren meets Demonic Rake
When a spectacular siren meets a demonic rake, what happens?
I'd like to think that the siren - being the "most ancient seductress of all" - will take over the rake. After all, women - if they're deceitful enough - can never be overpowered by men (or so says Marguerite of Navarre).
But then again, since not all woman "can maintain the image of being devoted to pleasure completely comfortably" even sirens will try to "distance herself from [the image]" and pine for "attention that is not sexual". But not all guys will understand this. In fact, guys, once entranced by the siren, will most likely keep showering her with 'sexual attention'.
Now if a demonic rake can speak intertesting words, "alliterative phrases, charming locutions, poetic images, and a way of offering praise that could melt a woman's heart", does this mean he can also flatter a spectacular siren and shower her with the right words that will make her believe that there's this one guy who actually looks at her beyond the image of sexuality she projects? After all, a demonic rake "know[s] each woman's weakness". And if that is true, then he can see through a siren and know what she wants - serious, non-sexual attention.
But.
But.
A demonic rake always drops words that are "suggestive, hinting at sex or romance". So is he even capable of showering the serious attention that the spectacular siren wants?
Maybe.
Maybe not.
Yet there's this one spectacular siren who actually wishes the answer could be "yes" all because of one demonic rake.
Except on days when the siren in her is just so strong she wants to dominate the rake. And sometimes she's given the impression that she successfully has.
And then...
There will be this one moment - just one seemingly unimportant moment - and the seducer turns into the seduced into the seducer into the...
And the cycle goes on and on.
All because a spectacular siren met a demonic rake.
Fuck.
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What's in a name?
Because of site fuck-ups (when did we NOT have site fuck-ups?!?!) or because of the effect of watching too many "break dance / street dance showdowns" over at YouTube, officemate Max spent some time at UrbanDictionary and looked up meanings of our names. And only two showed up for Karen:
(1)
Karen is the perfect woman. She has no flaw. She's funny, sweet, smart as hell, and above all, she is extremely gorgeous. She doesn't let anyone push her around and she has a great personality. She has some awesome goals set and always wins my heart. Has great taste in guys. Don't listen to what the other jack-off put. Everybody loves Karen.
If you were to look up the word "amazing" in the dictionary, there would be a picture of Karen.
(2)
The person in the group of friends that you constantly make fun of when they aren't around. Derived from Dane Cook's comedy album Retaliation.
I'm not so sure about the first definition...pero hindi din ako aangal. Tee-hee! And the second definition's just so mean...and eventhough I don't wanna be associated with it, apparently, I already am. So there...
And here's another thing Max saw and it's really....interesting. And I don't know if I wanna laugh at the absurdity of it or if I wanna cry at being identified with such definitions...
karenmonger
(1)
A person with an insatiable appetite for sexual activity who through an act of grandeur, or as the result of copious intoxication, refers to all sexual partners as 'Karen'.
(2)
A person who preferentially seeks sexual relations with women named Karen.
And of course I looked up my alter-ego:
Hailie
Eminem's little angel, his greatest gift in life
...plus countless more definitions all referring to Hailie/Hailie Jade as Eminem's daughter. And funny enough, I really lifted the name Hailie from the white rapper's daughter's name (yeah, I used to lust over the guy and, uh, nothing).
Oh yeah, this has nothing to do with my name but I decided to post it as well, just to piss off my friend Jex (tee-hee!):
Jex
(1)
The kind of dancing one does when deeply inebriated, e.g.: swaying, staggering, stepping on toes, and the tendency to perform inappropriate hula dances.
(2)
Masturbation. To "jerk-off."
And since I have been talking about Max, *ehem*, here's how he is defined:
(1)
Short for "Maximilian", a russian name meaning "Large Penis."
(2)
+ hung (as in max hung): used to describe the condition one is in after a severe evening engaging in consuming many alcoholic beverages
And a definition of Cuteness' name (guess what his name is...it starts with "R"...):
A man who possesses a penis of nine inches or longer
*ehem*
Feeling:
oober kiligAll ears: Toxic Britneyt Spears
Lost in: The Art of Seduction Robert Greene
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