Monday, March 27, 2006
The Worst Game Ever
Do you guys know the game? The one that's played equally by both guys and girls. It's a pull and push affair with stupid rules like "don't call her for three days" or "don't talk about your ex-es". Basically, like rules of many other games, it's just alot of 'don'ts'. The basis of the game is that you can somehow make someone fall for you by just playing with the levels of feelings in their heads.
I hate the fuckin game. Seriously, I do. And it's not just because I was never any good at it. It lowers humans to this common denominator. Like, it doesn't matter whether you're short, tall, ugly, smart, fat, an optimist, a pessimist, a communist or a bloody axe-murderer. As long as you know the game, you're on your way to charming someone of the opposite sex.
I've played the game myself. I should apologise, if it weren't for the fact that it's hardly ever a single-player game (man, how geek do i sound now?). Ok, to the slower ones, we're talking about lurrve here. Yup. You pull a bit, give a bit, and pull somemore. If she pulls, you pull back. If she pushes you pull back for a while, then push again. And somewhere in there, you forget who you really are.
But sometimes you meet someone who for some strange reason doesn't play the game. She gives and takes without thinking too much about it. She says things even knowing that she might someday have to pay for them. For a while, it infuriates you. You're so used to playing the game that the rulebook is all you've got. You try all the usual tips and tricks but they don't work. Until that point where you just kinda wake up and remember who you were before you started playing.
Ok, I'll stop talking in third person. I'm sure it's unnecessarily confusing. Besides, the person I'm talking about is probably reading this blog right now. I've got alot to say to her, but of course, in something as public as a blog, you've got to stay a bit mysterious la. So, if you're listening, forget all the other stuff. All I've got to say to you is...
Thanks for not playing.
And I mean that in the bestest way possible :)
I hate the fuckin game. Seriously, I do. And it's not just because I was never any good at it. It lowers humans to this common denominator. Like, it doesn't matter whether you're short, tall, ugly, smart, fat, an optimist, a pessimist, a communist or a bloody axe-murderer. As long as you know the game, you're on your way to charming someone of the opposite sex.
I've played the game myself. I should apologise, if it weren't for the fact that it's hardly ever a single-player game (man, how geek do i sound now?). Ok, to the slower ones, we're talking about lurrve here. Yup. You pull a bit, give a bit, and pull somemore. If she pulls, you pull back. If she pushes you pull back for a while, then push again. And somewhere in there, you forget who you really are.
But sometimes you meet someone who for some strange reason doesn't play the game. She gives and takes without thinking too much about it. She says things even knowing that she might someday have to pay for them. For a while, it infuriates you. You're so used to playing the game that the rulebook is all you've got. You try all the usual tips and tricks but they don't work. Until that point where you just kinda wake up and remember who you were before you started playing.
Ok, I'll stop talking in third person. I'm sure it's unnecessarily confusing. Besides, the person I'm talking about is probably reading this blog right now. I've got alot to say to her, but of course, in something as public as a blog, you've got to stay a bit mysterious la. So, if you're listening, forget all the other stuff. All I've got to say to you is...
Thanks for not playing.
And I mean that in the bestest way possible :)
# posted by chak @ 9:07 pm 
