Monday, August 3, 2009

Fairy Tales Remain in Story Books

2:46 AM by Subtle_Hints · 1 comments

Most little girls love fairy tales and happy ever afters, of dreaming the perfect wedding, trying out their sister's dress or their mother's make up. Little do they know that the grown up world they look up to so much are not everything they dreamed up to be. They don't know how cruel this world they rush to, can be become. They still see the world at it's finest- with rainbows and butterflies. They still live in a world where the only man in their lives are their dads and their most loyal and best friend is their mom, and their only competition is their sister- if they have any.

As these little girls grow up, they are thrown in a reality much harsher than they have expected. The fairy tale had turned to sad realities, happy ever afters turned to dust, the perfect wedding remains nothing but a dream. They are introduced to a world where they would meet more idiotic boys than prince charmings, where real, honest and loyal best friend is so hard to find and keep, a world where they think that every other girl is a competition, where wounded hearts are much harder to cure than wounded knees.

But growing up are not all heartaches and pains With it comes memories and friendships making it all worth it. For every trial comes wisdom and strength that makes these grown up girls- not damsel in distress, but women who can stand on their own and save themselves instead of waiting to be rescued. We grow up realizing that fairy tales remain in story books and that there are no happy endings, simply because life goes on. Life is not put into a halt when you are at your happiest. We now see the world at its worst- no rainbows, no butterflies but we try to make the best out of every good chance and opportunity. These are what separates us from those damsel in distress. These are what defines us as women.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

A Fleeting Thought- The Idea of Edward Cullen

4:34 AM by Subtle_Hints · 2 comments

I’ve read the twilight saga twice- yes, I know it’s obsessive, but who could resist Edward Cullen? I certainly can’t. But as I reflected the glory that is Edward Cullen, I realized, it was not the vampire with a silver Volvo that appealed to me most. It was the thought, the idea, the hope that somewhere there might be someone, who could love another with the same intensity of love- maybe even more.

I may be very idealistic when I say that I dream of a guy who would be capable of loving me without having any downfalls or any kind of price to pay in exchange for that amount of love. I dream of a guy who could love me in as much intensity, in as much love I am ever capable of giving another. To whom I can be totally selfless knowing that I wouldn’t end up being a martyr, because my love is being reciprocated. I want to have that chance of feeling wanted, like I don’t have to push myself to him for him to notice me. To have that chance of feeling being cared for, secure, without any fear of heartaches. This kind of ideal may be very selfish to some point of view, but I’d rather be selfish and honest than drown in disillusion of any other kind of ideal. I don’t want to continue lying to myself that I’m not as idealistic in relationships. It’s not Edward Cullen I had fallen in love with, it’s the idea of Edward Cullen that had me head over heels.

Friday, March 13, 2009

DECIPHERING A MAN’S MIND

4:04 AM by Subtle_Hints · 1 comments

Men often complain how hard it is to understand a woman. What they don’t know is that they, too, test a woman’s sanity in trying to comprehend what language they speak. In one of my conversations with my friends, we often wonder what goes on inside a man’s mind, what his motives are, or why on earth is he doing such things. Try as we might to comprehend, to get a clue as to what goes into the inner workings of their minds, we can’t seem to grasp the exact reasons behind their actions.

Men and their “too friendly” nature. There are times that we meet a guy who acts a little more friendly than necessary. At first we think nothing of it until we find ourselves gushing over him despite our mind’s protests. In our eyes, he seemed to stare at you a little too long, hold your hand a little tighter, care for you a little more than necessary, wants to have a conversation with you even without a real topic. He will leave you in a daze. And with one quick turn of events, he leaves you hanging and your left questioning yourself whether or not you have fabricated all of that yourself or if it really did happen. Your sanity would be put to question and all you have are memories and that you don’t even have a solid proof. Was he just being friendly? Didn’t he notice that your smile was a little sweeter, your gaze seem to fall to him despite your desperate effort not to look at him, that you put a little more effort for him. In the end, you’re left with more questions than answers, left wondering what the heck happened to him.

Boys will be boys. Most women- not to generalize all women, can’t seem to comprehend this “boys will be boys” notion. In my point of view, despite them being a man, they will always be boys at heart. They will always love almost the same toys. I think that they will always bring with them their fixations on what they love best. Most common would be the addiction over computer games. You could not get in between them and a great game. No matter how hard you try to contact him or grab his attention, he will still have his eyes on the computer. Your greatest rival: a computer. How pathetic is that? Another example of this notion would be: Men will always have their “boys”. There will be times that a guy would blow off a girl because of his friends. If you have a man that would choose you over his friends, you are one lucky girl. Though we also understand that we can’t make him choose between us and his friends- that’s a little selfish, but sometimes, it’s nice to feel that he wants to be with us more, that he had chosen us in his own free will. But most often than not, you end up giving up understanding him and resign to the idea that boys will always be boys.

Reading between the lines. Men often complain that they can’t read between the lines, that girls should just tell it straight. Well, I wish that they would take their own advice and tell it straight so that girls wouldn’t read between the lines. The problem with girls is that, we read between the lines too much. Sometimes, things get blown out of proportion because girls do this too much but this is not entirely our fault. If only he would tell it straight to us what exactly is he planning, what his actions meant, what his words meant, then we would not get the chance to read the meaning behind what he is saying or doing to us. We wouldn’t have to keep guessing then hoping only to get our hopes crushed because of a misunderstanding. And though we don’t expect them to fully understand our train of thought, we at least hope that they would be sensitive enough to understand what we are trying to say without really saying it out loud. We hope that they would be sensitive enough to notice the extra effort we put into looking good without explaining why we do, why we stare at their eyes when they speak, why we want to talk to them without really explaining why. We don’t expect them to read our minds; we expect them to be sensitive enough to be able to read between the lines.

These are just a glimpse of what tests girls’ sanity every now and then. I could go on and on listing every single detail, every single fact, but reality is: we can’t truly understand the inner workings of a man’s mind. We can only hope to learn the language they speak for us to be able to better decipher the words behind the actions or be a little more understanding when they are doing their thing or be a little more patient when they can’t read between the lines. Men are from Mars and women are from Venus, if this is true, it does not necessarily mean that we are bound to test each other’s sanity, we can always meet half-way.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Confessions of a Broken Heart

3:35 AM by Subtle_Hints · 0 comments

I used to be good with words. I used to be able to express my thoughts, my feelings, my very being, effortlessly putting them to words. Now, I find myself unable to write. It's not because I don't know the right words but because even when I do, they fail to express the deep yet hollowed feelings that come with those words. I am not in the state of depression- no, depression is too strong and sad word to describe me. All I am, is a girl who have loved another in a way thatI did not even know was possible. When I was young, I thought that I'd NEVER be able to love another in such a way that would overcome all odds, accept all pain and not once would I doubt my feelings. But now I realize just how wrong I was. I have come to love another and felt with full force just how deep and strong that love was and still is. Even after all the pain, some bitter memories, and some failed expectations, when it all came down to that one fateful night, all my mind could think about was: "I don't want to lose this! I don't ever want to lose this!" And yet, I have to do what I needed to do. The statement "My world just came crashing down" would be an understatement of what I am feeling. Yes, it's melodramatic but if you could be in my place at this very moment you would know just how true these words are. I wish this isn't how I'm feeling but reality is: I am feeling this way. I wish I could numb myself and forget about those painful memories but that would make me a coward. And I am not. All I can do is to wait for that one day. And when that day comes, I will still love him with even more force that my heart is capable of conveying. I may be stupid and I might not have learned my lesson but if it hurts me this much then this can't be the end. If I can't have my happy ever after then I'm damn sure that I'll have my happy beginning.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Fearless by Taylor Swift

8:59 PM by Subtle_Hints · 0 comments

I recently found myself listening to Taylor Swift's songs and one of the songs that really caught my attention was "Fearless". Aside from the fact that it reminded me so much of Twilight's Edward and Bella, I felt that the song had the aura of first true love- if not true love then it must have been the beginning of infatuation. ^__^ Here's the lyrics for the song "Fearless" hope you enjoy it :)

"Fearless"

There's somethin' 'bout the way
The street looks when it's just rained
There's a glow off the pavement
Walk me to the car
And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there
In the middle of the parking lot
Yeah
Oh yeah

We're drivin' down the road
I wonder if you know
I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up now
But you're just so cool
Run your hands through your hair
Absent mindedly makin' me want you

And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance in a storm in my best dress
Fearless

So baby drive slow
'til we run out of road in this one horse town
I wanna stay right here in this passenger's seat
You put your eyes on me
In this moment now capture it, remember it

Cause I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance in a storm in my best dress
Fearless

Well you stood there with me in the doorway
My hands shake
I'm not usually this way but
You pull me in and I'm a little more brave
It's the first kiss,
It's flawless,
Really something,
It's fearless.

Oh yeah
And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance in a storm in my best dress
Fearless

Yeah
I don't know how
Oh yeah yeah