Muse : a source of inspiration; especially : a guiding genius (definition by Merriam-Webster)
If you notice, a lot of my posts have a certain line in it... "I have this friend..." There's usually a story about a friend that got me thinking and has inspired me to write the post...
I may be 'popular' with 'tonnes of friends', but I find that not many of them have an interesting character.
The 'friends' from most of the stories is actually just one friend... my muse! Since she's given me so much, I'm going to dedicate this whole post to her...
I've known her since 1997... that's pretty much 13 years of funny stories, weird relationships, drama, suspense, advise, discussions and a bit of sex... not with each other, mind you... but we do tell each other a lot...
You might think, doesn't the artist usually sleep with the muse? I'm pretty sure da Vinci was boinking Mona Lisa... but it's quite different between me and my muse...
And no, she's not ugly with a great personality. She could, by social norms, be considered 'hot'... she was after all a model for a short period of time, until she decided to pursue other interests...
It's just that I have always thought of her as my sister, and she thinks of me as her brother... we're the same age... we're both Scorpios... we like the same things... we pretty much have the same opinion about issues... heck... it was like spending time with my non-identical twin.
And you can't boink your sister, can you... I have actually sat in her room, on her bed, while she showed me the latest pieces of underwear she just bought, and not a single sexual thought comes to mind...
The fact that I'm not turned on by her at all does tick her off a bit... I'm the only guy that she's met who doesn't want her in 'that way'... and it's not that she wants me anyway... it's just something we've been laughing about since 1997...
Now back in the day, we used to go everywhere together... most people thought that we were 'an item'... once they've figured out that we're not (usually when they see me going out with a whole bunch of other girls), they immediately become 'my friend'... of course I'm talking about guys who are interested in her...
You see, they've figured out that my opinion of them means a lot to her... probably because she wouldn't stop talking about me... So there I was, being wined and dined like a prospective client who's about to award a multi-million dollar contract... Sometimes it made me feel like her friggin' pimp!!
What they failed to realize was, I didn't make the decisions for her... I gave her my input, and she decides... she's not some hopeless bimbo... she's intelligent, independent and knows how to take care of herself...
A lot of guys, who lack the self confidence to talk to her, do ask me about her... they keep on mentioning the fact that she's hot... well, I try not to dwell on looks with them... I try to maneuver the conversation to the fact that she's a great person... she's fun, she funny, carefree, but yet at the same time can be serious when the occasion calls for it... she'll listen to your problems... she has a way of saying "you know you're wrong, dumbass" in such a nice and non-condescending way that you do the right thing in your life after talking to her about it...
A long time ago, we promised each other... that if both of us aren't married after a certain age (I think it was 30... we were really young... 30 seemed so old at that time), that we would marry each other... of course other things which had to be done was I had to buy her a yellow BMW (have never figured out why) and we had to have sex on a flight of stairs (errr... the motive for this is even more perplexing than the BMW)...
We'll, I already got married (even though she tried her best to knock some sense into me at the time)... and so all I can do is wish her all the best and hope that she finds a guy who appreciates her for the amazing person that she is inside... I hope she finds a guy who will take care of her the way I would take care of her... I hope she finds a guy who will love her as his partner as much as I love her as my friend...
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
A high price to pay...
I was watching this movie, Crossing Over. It's about immigrants in the US, starring Harrison Ford and Ray Liotta. Quite a serious movie.
Anyway, in one of the many storylines, Ray Liotta's character is this guy who works with the immigration department... he meets this really hot Australian girl who is working in the country illegally. So, since he's got a bit of power, he promises her a green card if she will sleep with him, whenever he wants it, for the next two months... of course, she does it, and feels like crap...
Now that got me thinking about a few things... first of all, if I was in a position of power, would I do the same thing?
A few years ago, I had a girlfriend who was actually one of my subordinates... now don't start judging me yet... here's the whole story...
Okay, I was sleeping with somebody who reported to me. But, when we started out, she was not reporting to me. One day, my boss decides to 'expand my empire' and gives me control of a few areas, including the staff. She was one of the 'new converts'...
Now this presented quite a problem. I had a couple of options. My first option was to keep her on my staff, work wise, and keep her off my 'staff', personal wise. You see she was really good at her job. She was somebody I can depend on professionally. My second option would be the opposite of option one. In the end, a third option came up. We continued to be together both professionally and personally.
Of course there were things in place to make sure both worlds remain separate... for one, there was a person the she reported to instead of directly reporting to me... my assistant actually... to make things fair, she wasn't the only one who reported to my assistant... a whole section did... it was good for my assistant as well. She just got something interesting to write on her resume! And another thing was, even though I did the appraisals for the whole team, I did leave one out for my assistant to do, which was my girlfriends appraisal.
So I guess, if I was in a position of power, would I get sex out of a person. Probably not... I couldn't do it... Heck, I didn't even want to complicate things when it was my own girlfriend. I seriously doubt I can do it with a 'stranger'...
The other question that I had was, if I was presented with the opportunity to sleep my way to the top, would I?
I asked a friend earlier today if she would do it... Being very attractive, there was a chance that some asshole has presented the opportunity to her. Her answer was simple... she wouldn't... she has to actually like the guy to sleep with him... since we're like two peas in a pod, I guess I found my answer about myself...
Now what about the people that do take up the offer... do they consider themselves as prostitutes? In the end, that's what they are... do they scoff at the street walkers?
I haven't been in the same position, so I'm not going to judge them... I guess I'll know how they feel if it ever happens to me...
Anyway, in one of the many storylines, Ray Liotta's character is this guy who works with the immigration department... he meets this really hot Australian girl who is working in the country illegally. So, since he's got a bit of power, he promises her a green card if she will sleep with him, whenever he wants it, for the next two months... of course, she does it, and feels like crap...
Now that got me thinking about a few things... first of all, if I was in a position of power, would I do the same thing?
A few years ago, I had a girlfriend who was actually one of my subordinates... now don't start judging me yet... here's the whole story...
Okay, I was sleeping with somebody who reported to me. But, when we started out, she was not reporting to me. One day, my boss decides to 'expand my empire' and gives me control of a few areas, including the staff. She was one of the 'new converts'...
Now this presented quite a problem. I had a couple of options. My first option was to keep her on my staff, work wise, and keep her off my 'staff', personal wise. You see she was really good at her job. She was somebody I can depend on professionally. My second option would be the opposite of option one. In the end, a third option came up. We continued to be together both professionally and personally.
Of course there were things in place to make sure both worlds remain separate... for one, there was a person the she reported to instead of directly reporting to me... my assistant actually... to make things fair, she wasn't the only one who reported to my assistant... a whole section did... it was good for my assistant as well. She just got something interesting to write on her resume! And another thing was, even though I did the appraisals for the whole team, I did leave one out for my assistant to do, which was my girlfriends appraisal.
So I guess, if I was in a position of power, would I get sex out of a person. Probably not... I couldn't do it... Heck, I didn't even want to complicate things when it was my own girlfriend. I seriously doubt I can do it with a 'stranger'...
The other question that I had was, if I was presented with the opportunity to sleep my way to the top, would I?
I asked a friend earlier today if she would do it... Being very attractive, there was a chance that some asshole has presented the opportunity to her. Her answer was simple... she wouldn't... she has to actually like the guy to sleep with him... since we're like two peas in a pod, I guess I found my answer about myself...
Now what about the people that do take up the offer... do they consider themselves as prostitutes? In the end, that's what they are... do they scoff at the street walkers?
I haven't been in the same position, so I'm not going to judge them... I guess I'll know how they feel if it ever happens to me...
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
I'm very busy right now...
I do not buy that bullshit when your loved one is too busy to answer your phone call or reply to your text message... if you were to stop working for two minutes, would the company come to a grinding halt? Hell no!
When I asked LOML this question, she agrees with me. But she insists that "work time is for work"... of course that doesn't apply to her... if she needs to ask me something, I have to take the time to answer.
Last few days have been tough on me... I've gone into depression... I'm home sick... and of course, when I get that way, I want to have a quick chat with her... just to cheer myself up a bit so I can go on with my day... she obviously doesn't have the time for me...
When I told her this, she says 'well, we have that time when I drive home from work'.. it's a ten minute drive! All you have for me is ten minutes in the whole fucking day!?
We haven't had a proper conversation in over a week... even on the weekends! Quite simply, she couldn't care less about me...
When I told her I'm depressed because I'm lonely, she tells me that she's scared... not because my mental health is at stake, but because if I find friends here, I won't need her anymore...
Ironically, when I want to spend some time talking to her on the phone, she doesn't think it's important...
All I want is a couple of minutes... I just want to feel that there's something to look forward to... coming home to someone who loves me... I guess that's too much too ask...
When I asked LOML this question, she agrees with me. But she insists that "work time is for work"... of course that doesn't apply to her... if she needs to ask me something, I have to take the time to answer.
Last few days have been tough on me... I've gone into depression... I'm home sick... and of course, when I get that way, I want to have a quick chat with her... just to cheer myself up a bit so I can go on with my day... she obviously doesn't have the time for me...
When I told her this, she says 'well, we have that time when I drive home from work'.. it's a ten minute drive! All you have for me is ten minutes in the whole fucking day!?
We haven't had a proper conversation in over a week... even on the weekends! Quite simply, she couldn't care less about me...
When I told her I'm depressed because I'm lonely, she tells me that she's scared... not because my mental health is at stake, but because if I find friends here, I won't need her anymore...
Ironically, when I want to spend some time talking to her on the phone, she doesn't think it's important...
All I want is a couple of minutes... I just want to feel that there's something to look forward to... coming home to someone who loves me... I guess that's too much too ask...
Sunday, May 3, 2009
In the eyes of the netizens...
Many, many moons ago, the company I worked for had a dinner and dance... It was supposed to replace the annual company trip... the economy was bad and flying everybody to an island resort might not be the best thing to do... Anyway, it's the thought that counts and everybody had a great time.
We had activities during the day and a dinner and dance that night... I was snapping away with my camera throughout the whole event. Mostly, it was pictures of me with a colleague or a group of colleagues... during the dance, most of us were on the dance floor and I was snapping away... got some really great candid shots... then one of my colleagues tapped me on the shoulder... he said "H, take a picture"... it ended up being a picture of him with a female colleague of ours...
As usual, almost all the pictures ended up on Facebook. We went on for a couple of weeks, making funny comments about all the pictures from all the different cameras that were there... and then came the rogue comment, from that guy's wife!!
I asked him whether I should accept the comment, and he said he was already in trouble with his wife over the picture, and not accepting the comment would mean he had something to hide... so just accept the comment and also her 'friend request'... I did and thought it would be the end of the story...
Last week, all hell broke lose!! She decides to add another comment to the picture... "what a nice couple!"... a friend of mine tried to do damage control by putting a link in the comments to a picture of the female colleague and her husband... I talked to her about it and she asked me to totally remove the picture, which I did... I later found out from her that the guy's wife has been 'adding and harassing' whole office on facebook...
To make matters worse, my boss found out about it... I had a little chat with him, and it was decided to take off all pictures of company events from all social networking sites... either that or limit the viewership to just the office folks... it would be an unofficial company policy... the 'damage control' friend and I became my boss' online eyes and ears, to make sure stuff like this don't happen again...
First of all, I am stationed on project site... social networking sites are on the few ways I stay in contact with the happenings at the office... secondly, the guy fucked up and the whole office is paying for it!!!!
If you were to take picture with a member of the opposite sex, make sure that there are plenty of pictures with various members of the opposite sex... that way it looks like there's nobody special, which is really the case...
It turns out that was the only picture of him and another girl!! Mon Dieu!!
How things have changed... it used to be rumors and speculations that got you in trouble in the past... nowadays, Facebook does it for you! Same goes for Twitter... I haven't had the chance to use that service, but from what I've heard so far, quite a number of people have gotten screwed for a comment they left on Twitter...
I have a friend who has given me strict instructions not to leave any comments on her facebook page because she has an over-jealous boyfriend...
In an attempt to safeguard my internet profile, this blog is anonymous... hell, you can't even tell what country I'm from, can you? I have totally avoided giving names, places and even mixed the spelling between American English and British English...
We try to be fully connected with the world but yet we have to hide our true self in front of the eyes of the netizens... go figure...
We had activities during the day and a dinner and dance that night... I was snapping away with my camera throughout the whole event. Mostly, it was pictures of me with a colleague or a group of colleagues... during the dance, most of us were on the dance floor and I was snapping away... got some really great candid shots... then one of my colleagues tapped me on the shoulder... he said "H, take a picture"... it ended up being a picture of him with a female colleague of ours...
As usual, almost all the pictures ended up on Facebook. We went on for a couple of weeks, making funny comments about all the pictures from all the different cameras that were there... and then came the rogue comment, from that guy's wife!!
I asked him whether I should accept the comment, and he said he was already in trouble with his wife over the picture, and not accepting the comment would mean he had something to hide... so just accept the comment and also her 'friend request'... I did and thought it would be the end of the story...
Last week, all hell broke lose!! She decides to add another comment to the picture... "what a nice couple!"... a friend of mine tried to do damage control by putting a link in the comments to a picture of the female colleague and her husband... I talked to her about it and she asked me to totally remove the picture, which I did... I later found out from her that the guy's wife has been 'adding and harassing' whole office on facebook...
To make matters worse, my boss found out about it... I had a little chat with him, and it was decided to take off all pictures of company events from all social networking sites... either that or limit the viewership to just the office folks... it would be an unofficial company policy... the 'damage control' friend and I became my boss' online eyes and ears, to make sure stuff like this don't happen again...
First of all, I am stationed on project site... social networking sites are on the few ways I stay in contact with the happenings at the office... secondly, the guy fucked up and the whole office is paying for it!!!!
If you were to take picture with a member of the opposite sex, make sure that there are plenty of pictures with various members of the opposite sex... that way it looks like there's nobody special, which is really the case...
It turns out that was the only picture of him and another girl!! Mon Dieu!!
How things have changed... it used to be rumors and speculations that got you in trouble in the past... nowadays, Facebook does it for you! Same goes for Twitter... I haven't had the chance to use that service, but from what I've heard so far, quite a number of people have gotten screwed for a comment they left on Twitter...
I have a friend who has given me strict instructions not to leave any comments on her facebook page because she has an over-jealous boyfriend...
In an attempt to safeguard my internet profile, this blog is anonymous... hell, you can't even tell what country I'm from, can you? I have totally avoided giving names, places and even mixed the spelling between American English and British English...
We try to be fully connected with the world but yet we have to hide our true self in front of the eyes of the netizens... go figure...
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