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When Monkeys Forget

Wednesday, October 12th, 2005

WHEN MONKEYS FORGET

In any suburbia, far, far away from the quiet recesses of the forest, a typical conversation takes place.

She says: so…where are we going?
He says: i dunno… it’s up to you.
She says: I can’t think right now. I’m bummed. It’s up to you.
He says: Really… It’s up to you.
  …blah blah blah…

And the conversation takes a new turn.
She says: …so we have nowhereto go…
He says: …*shrugs*…
  <dead air>
She says: …*sigh*… i guess I’d better get going now…
He says: …*small nod*…
  <dead air>
She says: …do you have somewhere else to go?…
He says: errr….yeah… *looks away* <insert internet cafe name here (eg. Voyager, Game City)>

Oops.

Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t intentionally mean to drop names. *looks guiltily around* PROMISE!!! *whistles innocently* Besides, this has nothing to do with which internet cafes to avoid or prefer. Well, actually,this could well be another worthless rant about somebody else’s LOVE problem. Unfortunately, that somebody else is someone I look after and care about very much…and she actually want to make the forbidden relationship with a forgetful primate to work. *coughs*

What’s in it for me? Nothing. Just a happier pair of two different species bonded together in a so-called "serious social releationship". */pif* I’m merely a nosy feline, sticking my poor, cold nose into other people’s problem. Coz this annoying cat wants to help. duh.

So what’s the big fuss of having nowhere good to go to? NOTHING! *rolls eyes*

Girls in general, in my opinion, would merely want to spend time with their respective significant others, regardless of location. Even if it’s a never-ending walk around the mall, or a dull afternoon in the foodcourt or even in INTERNET CAFES, we DONT CARE. As long as we feel that we mean a lot to you [yes, you, whoever-you-are-you-significant-other. YOU] and you actually enjoy hanging out with us [yes, US. you know, us called the "female half of whatever social arrangement you're into"]. BUT. if you give us hints that you’d rather be in an internet cafe, playing your ass off, that’s a different story.

now, now, monkey boy, don’t get me wrong. I’m a gaming enthusiast too. but if gaming is getting in the way of deciding where to go or if it gives your girl the idea that the game is prioritized more than she is valued, maybe you should give the relationship a second thought. Do you really want to be in a relationship or do you just want a girl on you arm to show off to your other gamer friends.

This is what MONKEYS forget. Hence this rant i address to forgetful monkeys and all other species and life-forms existing outside the reality of gaming.

All is said, ranted and encoded. Posting done. The nosy feline now shuts up.

Thank you.