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Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus

Categorised as Writings & tagged with gender, opinions.

Let us travel back 2564 years, and explore the ancient Roman mythology. Mars is the God of War, and Venus is the Goddess of Love, and… they were once lovers. A warrior is active and murderous, and a lover is pas­sion­ate. End the explor­a­tion, and look at astrology. Mars is the planet of willpower, energy, sexual drive and aggress­ive behaviour. While Venus is the planet of pleasure and the capacity for love, ability to appre­ci­ate beauty, social grace and friend­ships. Get it? Err…

So now, let’s sub­sti­tute Mars for men, add murderous to aggress­ive, subtract patience from that, and you get a main nature of men — achieve­ment! Look at the next equation: men tend to be task-oriented and self-reliant; add these two together, and you get a species that hate asking for dir­ec­tions or help. My dad would spend three hours wandering around in the winding streets of the city rather than asking one passing homo sapien the way to the Sky Tower. To men, asking for help is a weakness, a failure.

On the other hand, you take Venus’ passion and soci­ab­il­ity and multiple them together, the product is a common char­ac­ter­istic of women — rela­tion­ship; and again, that’s where they get their sense of self from! Us women are inter­de­pend­ent; we enjoy the con­nec­tion with other people. Asking for help is just like building a bridge between one and the other. Simple as that!

Let’s look at the next point then… Men are action-oriented, while women are verbal. Why? Well… You go look at science fiction stories and movies, the aliens involved are always the Martians. When do they ever mention Mer­curi­ans or Uranians? Yeah… And then you have a fierce, fiery fight. So there! Men are action-oriented. If you look at Venusians in that case… See they’re… Venusians… they start with the same letter as “verbal”! Anyways, so there we go, men are action-oriented, and women are verbal.

During the time when men’s testoster­ones mess up their senses, they head outside for sports, or stay inside and throw their tantrums at innocent objects in the room — they’re aggress­ive, they’re action-oriented. But when women are stressed, we get more involved with other people. Words are not just for conveying inform­a­tion oh no, but for exploring and dis­cov­er­ing one’s thoughts and feelings. Yes, we’re the wonderful, wonderful, romantic and pas­sion­ate sex. Love is like oxygen!

Men tend to be com­part­ment­al­ised, they separate different parts of their life from one another. Rela­tion­ship, for one, does not mix with sport. If you study astronomy, you’ll know that the planet Mars has very distinct hemi­spheres. Con­trast­ingly, women connect every part of their life with each other. Yes… We mix it up… It’s blurry… It’s misty… Just like the cloudy atmo­sphere of planet Venus!

That’s why you men can’t expect your girl­friend to be romantic when her computer broke down even though you can’t connect those two things together. Peter 1 Chapter 3 Verse 7 notes: “live with your wives in an under­stand­ing way, as with a weaker vessel, since she is a woman.” The point is the under­stand and cherish and love us! Because we’re women.

Yes, there are a lot of dif­fer­ences between men and women. For example, SEX. We all know… the excite­ment, the pleasure, the… Oh! But as a fellow modern medical Martian student says: “If emotional involve­ment is always required before sex, the human species would be extinct.” Martians do it for the action, and love doesn’t mix with physical pleasure.

A man would be abso­lutely dev­ast­ated to lose a damn job while a woman would jump off the Grafton Bridge for the failure of a close rela­tion­ship. A man needs to be respected, and a woman needs to be cherished. A man needs to be able to provide, and a woman needs to feel provided for. The opposite forces of Martians and Venusians attract, and that’s what brings equi­lib­rium. Men are from Mars, women are from Venus; and with the attrac­tion in between, we both end up on Earth. Mm, it starts with the same letter as equilibrium…

A gl0bAl fenomenen: dclin3 in IQ

Categorised as Literature, Rants, Writings & tagged with language, opinions.

If tertiary students these days have dif­fi­culty not abbre­vi­at­ing every one-and-a-half words they type, what type of people do you suppose will even­tu­ally govern our country? Imagine our gov­ern­ment author­it­ies doing just that. Imagine legal rules governing our actions sntnsing theifs 2 3 mths imprisenmt.

We don’t even have to go that far. Just imagining someone who has 1% text abbre­vi­ations in their reports and remaining in a respect­able job position is a joke — at least in the current world.

Don’t try to argue that (immensely) abbre­vi­ated writing is cool, quick, efficient, etc. It simply displays a lower level of your intel­lec­tual capacity.

Don’t try to argue either, that 1337 and immature tYpInG lYk d1s is oh-so-sexy. They simply are nothing but stupid. I don’t need to have to read at three words per minute due to your under-developed brain. And it’s not because I’m the one with a low level of reading ability either. If five year old kids are being taught in primary how to spell words the correct way, then surely you need to upgrade your IQ if you tYp3 L1k3 aN iD10t after a whole decade of schooling.

Feel free to use “standard” abbreviations/acronyms such as uni, HTML, Mr, MSN because they are agreed, con­sen­sual and standard.

I also under­stand how some abbre­vi­ations have grown to exist in our main­stream com­mu­nic­a­tions as a result of instant messaging e.g. lol, lmao, asl. Fine. They’re also standard. (And because I use them too, of course.)

N im nt gona deny d fact tht abbrs sav char usage in txt msgs evn if — I don’t per­son­ally use them.

Bt u srsly mk urslf luk lyk a dUmBaSs in com­par­ison with someone else who can actually type and spell.

If you actually found the annoying abbre­vi­ated writing in this post easier to read than the rest of my writing, you might like to consult a doctor regarding your mental cap­ab­il­it­ies (or lack thereof). And I may have to finally recognise the fact that this powerful wave of back­ward­ness will no doubt take over the world by 2030 and drown out the bare remnants of human intel­li­gence. In which case, Amen.

Romance in Uni: The Truth

Categorised as Writings & tagged with love, opinions.

Don’t you just love being single? You can play, all you want, with one guy, two guys, three girls, four girls. And no one has the right to come bite your head off afterwards.

Ladies and gentlemen, if you think coming to uni means more/bigger fish in the sea, I tell you: you’re wrong!

There are three types of good looking guys in uni:

• Taken
• Bum
• Gay

And three types of good looking girls in uni:

• Taken
• Thick make-up i.e. they’re actually not good looking
• Smoke-addict

So then you wish for the un-single good looking people to break-up. You wait… and you wait. Cause you have that wonderful virtue of patience! Then…

Holy shit. In disbelief, you rub your eyes, it’s still “single”! You refresh the page to make sure, and…

… Fuck where’s the “Dislike” button?

Sorry guys, limited edition items are high in demand. You gotta get it FAST! If you can’t be fast, be FASTER!

But then you tell me, “goddammit bitch stop being so super­fi­cial! It’s about the per­son­al­ity!”

Well I’ll tell you what. When you’re amongst that sea of unknown people, you can just dream on if you wish to identify the people with good per­son­al­ity. They don’t create per­son­al­ity tags you can sew to your jumper to show off to everyone. ‘Unique’ per­son­al­ity is the newest BS. You’re just like everyone else and everyone else is just like you.

I fell down the stairs at uni at least three times in the first week of this semester. Not a single person came around to ask if I was ok or helped me pick my books up. Try finding someone with good personality.

<?php
$search=mysql_query("SELECT COUNT(*) FROM `people` WHERE
	`education` = 'uni' AND
	`status` = 'single' AND
	`personality` = 'good'
"); // find the number of results matching above specifications
$result=mysql_fetch_rows($search);
echo $result[0]; // display the number
?>

Above code generates the output: 0.

When you fail to dif­fer­en­ti­ate those with good per­son­al­ity from those with bad per­son­al­ity, you neces­sar­ily go for first impres­sion. In such cir­cum­stances unless you’re blind, first impres­sion is most probably looks. We live in a super­fi­cial world, I’m sorry to say.

If you have found your beloved someone, con­grat­u­la­tions. I bless you.

If you haven’t and you’re waiting on oppor­tun­it­ies in uni, you’ll need a whole jar of luck. You can buy it from wildx.org for just $599 $299 each. Cash only. While stocks last.

Oh and… If you’re not inter­ested in finding romance in uni, why did you just read all this? You need a life. Srsly.