Men 101

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10 Skills Every Guy Should Know

Guys are expert in NOTHING, but we must be practiced in many things. SKILLS! We don’t have to master them all at once. We simply have to collect and develop a certain number of skills as days tick by.

We Should Be Able To:

1. Throw a Punch – Knowing how to throw a good punch when the situations calls for it wouldn’t mark our reputation. Rule of thumb: Swing with your shoulders, not your arm. Forget about a roundhouse punch or haymaker, we’re not Manny Pacquiao. If you can strike hard enough using the heel of your palm, go with it. It serves the same purpose.

With this thin arms of mine, nah.. I know I couldn’t throw a punch, and I’ve been taking care of my hand since birth, for my talent preservation purposes? lolx But if it comes to self-defense, am sure am not a lowbie.. Instead to punch, I kick. I’m training taekwondo, footwork-so I guess I’ve an edge- running fast? haha

2. Name a good book – Twilight doesn’t count. Sorry.

Whew, our old house was a junk shop of reading materials-from books, to magazines, encyclopedia, newspapers etc. That made me a boy who’s interested in the wild-life. I’m not into science.. errr

3. Commute – Learn how to commute. There’s nothing sexier to a woman than having a man on her side with a good sense of direction. Trust me.

Like that’s my life, I want to travel someday. I never stayed a long week just steady at home. More than commuting, I must say I love walking and biking more.

4. Shuffle a deck of cards – Come on! Don’t even try to play cards with a girl and ask her to shuffle it for you. It doesn’t work. Practice how to do it now!

Can I say pass? I really don’t play cards.

5. Speak to an 8 year-old – Use his first name. Don’t use baby talk. Don’t crank up your energy to match his. Don’t pretend to be interested in Power Rangers, Gundam X or Street Fighter. He’s as bored with that shit as you are. Concentrate instead on seeing the child as a person of his own.

Mommy said, don’t talk to strangers! I mean, I’m not the man to tell stories or to entertain kids. But I’m not a snob, maybe when the chance knocks me to be jolly and keep a company of a kiddo, why not? Hmm I guess I’ve some experience- more with some childish people out there, who’s that? hehe

6. Say NO.

As a son, brother or to strangers- No means no. I don’t even lift a finger to do things I don’t want to do. Who are you? Should I care? But its different, maybe the exact opposite when it comes to those few who made me think am their friend, to those who matters to me, especially to someone I love. I can’t just say no to favors, and all.

7. Give advice that matters in ONE SENTENCE – Make sure your advice makes sense. Like.. “When in doubt, don’t” or “When nobody has your back, you gotta move your back.” Give them the best advice they’ll ever get. One sentence - Boom.

I know I can give advices; I speak seldom but you must be sure you’ll listen. Some say I can be a psychologist, but most says am a psycho..freak. Well, I could care less. Too few we’re able to hear me – and much fewer listens.

8. Tell if someone is lying – Everyone has his technique in catching a liar. But not all of them work. Liars change the subject almost instantaneously. Liars look up and to their right when they speak. Liars will sometimes stare dead straight into your eyes and employ a dead face. Just pick one and test it.

Most guys need no effort on this. Usually, guys are gifted with pretty good instincts, and I’ve proven it already a lot of times. Sometimes it’s passive, when am not even aware what I am thinking about something/someone was right. As for women, their intuitions are quite impressive –but most of the times, went too much far to being judgmental and worst; paranoid.

9. Swim – at least three different strokes. Doggy paddle won’t cut it. Learn two more. LOL

I love swimming, I want to stay in the pool and swim alone. Since I’m not into partying, mingling, videoke nor “Inuman” during swimming night outs.

10. Console a crying woman – Keep a handkerchief on your person. A clean one, since it’s not for you. Never approach a woman who is merely weeping or teary. Say “I’m sorry to disturb you, but is there anything I can do to help?” Whether she responds or not, offer the folded handkerchief. Point out that it’s clean. This should make her laugh. If she tells you to go away, do so immediately. If she says she’s fine tell her to keep the hanky.

I hate this, and to be into some crying situations – specially when I know I’m involved. I’m not good comforting a crying woman; I would rather play numb and just let her be. Crying as far as I believe is their biggest “blackmail”, ever! But it’s inevitable, can’t just avoid it. So, I would try the least that I could to be a “man”. hehe

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Foolish

Go with the flow? I'd rather not-
if I did so before - I might be dead by now...

I just wanted to say...
I am never confused of my feelings,
You might have forgotten how you knew me;
I am already matured enough –
and I am dead serious and true;
in everything that I feel.

things happened against our own hearts' desires
weakness made us tumble; distance failed you to be sensible.
fears defeated our senses; doubt overruled your decisions.
where in fact - you'd been deceived by your self-made illusions
lame as it might sounded; we've been unreasonable -
we got drowned in a shallow pond; having the thought its a lake
what’s done is done - we're hurt.
they say; No stranger has the capacity to truly hurt you,
the terrible power is held only by those you truly love.
love... we're hurting cause we do love...don't we?
I do love you - still. and all I want to do is to find you
to find the right way to find our way back into love - without if's with no buts’.
and no matter how dark that way might be...
I will never be afraid; for this feels so right, just so right.
I love you and you love me, nothing really has to change.
Just like the sun rose in the east and set in the west;
Just as you’re born as Sarahlyn, and I, as Joemm.
that was the way things were, and always would be.
I’ve seen it all already.none of us need to speak, or to explain;
nothing more should be insisted between us.
cause I know – and I just believe that I am meant for you.
as you are meant for me.
we don’t ever need to try looking for love;
cause Love will surely find its way between us.
You can call me crazy,
you might think I’m a fool.
however, I called this –
Love by my heart,
Optimism by my mind.

"You And I Both"

by Jason Mraz

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love, the love that I love.

See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages for words
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
And if you could see me now,
Oh love, no
You and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore, mmm...
And with this silence brings a moral story
More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
And if you could see me now
Well I'm almost finally out of
I'm finally out of
Finally deedeedeedee
Well I'm almost finally, finally
Well I'm free, oh, I'm free

And it's okay if you have to go away
Oh just remember the telephone works both ways
And if I never ever hear them ring
If nothing else I'll think the bells inside
Have finally found you someone else and that's okay
Cause I'll remember everything you sang

Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see me now
well I'm almost finally out of.
I'm finally out of, finally, deedeeededede
well I'm almost finally, finally, out of words.


I'll stay hopeful...
to be able to dream of You..
Again...

Second Best

When love knocked our hearts, hold on to it,
cherish the feelings,
drown in them every single day,
be consumed by them as I am now..
I am consumed by you Sarj...

Second Best

I would never say “I love you”,
if It’ll only sound lame to you,
cause I am inept, and nothing
when you came and become my everything…
And since we had professed our feelings,
my each and every day starts beautifully
with the thoughts of your comely face in my mind
with the sweet messages from you
with our heart-warming conversations.
Beneath the skies that covers our distance,
your sincere cares and devotion,
the overwhelming love you showers me.
is Second best to actually embracing you in my arms,
after having spent another wonderful chat with you.
Your "I Love You’s” over the screen.
never fail to leave a curve upon my lips.
Second best to the possibility to
be looking into your eyes with those words,
and being able to deeply kiss you afterwards,
sending a chilling warmth through our souls;
that I helplessly desires
With you... my lovely princess,
the other half of my saved life,
the only person in the world in within me.
With you, there is no second best.
There is nothing close to even being "second" or "best".
I hold you, alone, in the most intimate place in my heart.
It's a place where I can feel you, still close, though you’re far away.
Where I can close my eyes, and hear your voice,
listen to your laugh, and feel your "I Love You’s”.
So please, keep being in touch with me,
Cause second to your real kisses,
second to your whisper in my ear,
to your tender touch, and warm embraces;
that will hopefully be mine soon,
there’s no better alarm clock for me,
No better way to begin the day
than with you.

I am so grateful and blessed
For we had a wonderful month…
And counting…
My Princess…I love You…
Always...and forever

Sarjoe

Revelation

I’ve told you that I am different, and you’d thought you already know what I mean. But why and how? This is what you should know firsthand.


Survival; is how I am living my life. I had accepted the fact that I’m always meant to be misunderstood, and eventually misjudged. I am used given unreasonable impressions, and I could never blame any of them-and I never will.
Alone; is how I faced, and how I’ve been through the challenges of this journey called life, I carried-and still carrying all these burdens I had-and having still. Alone; is how I conquered all the mischief that plowed my fields.
I’m in solitude, unfairly; they have me, but I don’t have them. I always listen, but I’m never heard. God knows how hungry I am to have someone to spill my sorrows to. How I’ve yearn to be able to cry on someone’s behalf. “Tao din naman ako?” I own this heart, where all emotions are over poured. . I’ve been considered numb; with a latent root and reason – No one bears with me, no one is aware on how and why I ended up silent, timid and cold...
How I wish I could be indistinct from ordinary, but I must admit that I am born lame though I detest. And Like every abnormal person in this planet, I’ve had more than enough heavy gazes. Stuffed with tons of discerning, bullies and sagacity from the people around me, even from that what is so called family. I am psychologically different, I am socially detached, I am emotionally battered, simply because I am born physically distinct. It’s not because I’m stubborn, arrogant or evil-natured, it’s not that I chose this fate, nor by any chances: that I deserve being punished or loathed. I am different from inside, cause I am different outside.
On behalf of my families’ damn, other than my father’s omit. This Physical difference of mine is also one to be blamed; that made me who I am now that somehow I despise.
I didn’t maintain this long hair for style, I am not in any way considered emo for nothing. I am not friendless, unwanted and not valued without deep reasons.
This is me that was unseen by some, and laughed at by most.


And if you’ll realize that I am not right for you, that somehow you don’t deserve someone like me and that I’m not worth loving. I can feel you, I understand you. May you bless me your forgiveness and hopefully, when we met after life, please don’t regret or do forget that for once, I’ve had your loving embrace.

Burning in the Rain

Composed by:
John Emmanuel Perez

Verse 1:
Don’t look into my eyes,
You’ll fail to see me inside.
You’d been with me beforehand,
But you can’t truly understand.

Hold both of my hands,
Look for the warmth that once I had.
Frozen feelings what I hide,
For my questions left behind.

Refrain:
The clouds are forming
Dark skies approaching,
The birds are clearing,
And my heart was screaming…

Chorus:
Hear me… Rain,
Fall into my side and melt my heart that’s frozen.
Darken the clouds; fall with my tears to hide my eyes in vain;
Real, deep pain…
This feeling’s quite insane,
I’m burning… burning in the rain.

Verse 2:
Don’t act like you’re concern,
Coz’ by your words my days would mourn,
Guilty feelings running down,
By my regrets soon I’ll be drowned.

Soon you’ll be just fine,
This lament solely will be mine.
Curse these gnawing miseries,
I can’t embrace these memories.
(Repeat Refrain and Chorus)

Bridge:
And when its fin’lly done,
And the new sun shined…
May the rainbow be mine!
Please... be mine.
(Repeat Chorus)

Existence

Have you ever questioned your existence?
and the very reason why we exist?
I find it excogitating, yet daunting.
If one's existence is the state
of being in the world of actuality, then
why are we living in this world
where reality is full of inequality?

Isn't it too unfair?
Why do some exist to exploit, excoriate,
execrate, but being exonerated?
They ,may say they're just living.
but isn't it excruciating?

To exist, is to live
to have life but no more than life.
hence, it is death that's imminent,
that one's existence will meet its end.
No! they exclaim, there is fame! There's an excuse, there is history! though extinct, still... they exist?

Why certain names cannot fade?
Albert Einstein, Mahatma Gandhi,
Theodore Roosevelt, Confucius,
Sadam Hussein, Adolf Hitler,
Plato, Socrates, Jose Rizal,
the Beatles, and Michael Jackson!
can't death expunge their existence?
Obviously it can't, but why? how?

To exist is to live,
that man is not a part of metaphysical scheme
but that every individuals
must create their own being,
each on his own, and in every specific situation
and environment.
Then life is what we made it
that we can set our own extent.
And we can name our own existence!

Some are expletive, and exotic
others came explicit and obscured.
There are people who finds power and fame ecstatic
normal individuals exert and perspire with goals.
Some were found excluded and exhausted
others extern, become heroic and martyrs.
And there are some who aims that
acknowledgment and achievements
get ahold of their proud existence.
Some do find it astounding,
yet I consider it exaggerating
for I never will try too hard.

I don't adhere anyone's recognition
I'll be part of noone's aspirations
I'm better off alone, cause

Solitary makes my existence.

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