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Tuesday, 10 March 2015

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Be Et This Hour

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A journey of a woman are considered complete when she went through college, graduation, married and have a beautiful daughter to pass down her beauty and her deep thoughts about life so her little one would learn how to accept and reciprocate.

And in one eyes, she is indeed amazing inside out. Yet, when someone is trying to slither inside her most deep thoughts, her past and uncertainty will caught up to her; seeking the question of the reason of one person wanting to know a person with a beautiful mind and appreciative thoughts.

It is not easy to open up her door as she already completed the journey a woman would went through; instead she wants the person to stay and not to continue her journey as her attention will be given greatly to her little ones.

Most minds will think that is it not worth the journey but for a person who understand her way of thinking, her mind and the way she perceive things; it is not as easy as sipping a cup of coffee at the café but mostly is to trace back her steps from the beginning; and the sincerity of knowing her little ones.

Despite the past, the history and the stories she had with her; it is the part of the one person decrypting all the nodes and codes of her. And to this amazing woman, lady and mother; let that one person trying to understand and feel the sincerity in that one person’s smile and the shimmer in the eyes.

Let the affection grow, let the attention retain and that completed journey will have its own extra beautiful chapter.

Saturday, 1 February 2014

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Mankind of Thirty First

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How often two individuals shares something that is very personal to them meet? Whether sharing a favourite in local restaurant, sharing the same interest about a particular subject or even share the same horoscope; it is the among of the rare thing that could happen to one’s life. Either one was born on the thirtieth May and another on the first of June; these trait of similarities only happens when they meet each other.

We move, we travel, we strides, we walk, we run and we shift; but one need to think the period it takes for the special person to appear in the live of the other. Twenty years as a yard stick, time would pass without us knowing it yet we tend to forget the significant other whether he or she was born earlier or later; one still need to do the waiting.

To be able to meet the significant other that shares the common trait is a privilege but to keep them around needs effort. It has to be shown, it has to be devour, it has to be handed carefully especially when you realize a future could be create between two bridge pole. Keeping it as forever and letting them knowing that you are indeed intend to stay.

Wednesday, 1 January 2014

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The Hunting of Girls and Women

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Observing the traits of girls and women nowadays, it seems that they share one common thing; the need to be with a man who have everything to be one of the requirements to be their partner; whether for relationship or for marriage, they think that it is necessary as it would be taken as an assurance and security.

That is where they are wrong.

Do they think a guy with that kind of stature would look at them? Do they think that an alpha male with that standard does not have a person who would wrap her arm around his? Do they think a dapper male would not see them as a gold digger? Do you think these guys would look at you who suddenly appear out of no where and decide wanting to be with you without appreciating the person who have been there all this while for him?

Most of them will dismiss these girls and women, some would play around and little would accept them; albeit it would be the same within the premises that these alpha male will not accept them entirely as they acknowledge on the reason why they are suddenly being surrounded by vultures.

Cruel but this is reality.

Rather than chasing those alpha males who is already there, why don’t these females flocking for the one who is on their way to be one. Most of these guys would be appreciative because the girls and the women are there on the period where they do not posses anything; only a tool to climb to the top.

The girls and women should surround themselves with this type of guys rather than chasing, they would end up having a number to choose on; time will tell but in the mean time, they will not seen as a skank who is chasing for his financial ability and security.

Tuesday, 27 August 2013

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Conjugation

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Could we perish love? Could we destroy affection? Could we distract the Cupid from aiming its arrow? Could we simply vanish the feeling we have about someone we care about? Could we push the people whom care us the most? Could we?

Under certain circumstances, we could but we can only accomplish that when our heart has been disastrously destroyed by them; not a single piece of fragments left that we could pick up and keep in the memory box. None. The justification has its every single right to not be wept away.

But for some who thinks that things would be better when they think they are capable of omitting the “could”; they are totally wrong in a way that they are actually blinded by the omission  that they are experience. Things will be worst because what they are actually doing is running away and hiding from the reality.

Thursday, 15 August 2013

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Submarine

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Travelling from a place to another is one tiring journey. Walking or cycling to the destination needs an amount of energy. Bikes and cars do make people notice about your arrival at the finishing line. Privacy or being anonymous to be exact does not blend well especially when you need the time alone at a place that no one would never know.

We can go silently at night. We could go without telling other people our whereabouts. We could not bring our communication device. All we need is a backpack with conventional things inside it; clothes, toothbrush, shampoo; and you are good to go. From there, we could know who would be worry, who would be searching and who would be crying when we are away untold.

Going under for a period of time does seems good but is it worth it leaving the people who would be half-sick worrying, crying and searching for you? Being left alone is fine but sometimes, we need a person there for us; even a stranger that you met in a coffee shop would do; as long there is a person whom you could call a companion.

Sunday, 11 August 2013

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Leaning On Turbulence

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There would be a time where I want to leave everything behind. There would be a time where I would leaving everyone without them notice. There would be a time where I would leave all the things I love blindly. There would be a time I would leave my current life without a trace.

Starting anew, creating a beginning that no one would know who I am, where I am and what I do is no doubt the most eager one person might do; living in a place of nowhere and none existence within a community; come like the wind and leave like the breeze.

That is life and one thing about life is upon how I could do it without having and sense your existence on the first place to create a better story for ourselves. Definitely there will be other person that is before me but when we made that decision, there is only us and I promise you that I would take care of you well.

Friday, 12 July 2013

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White Dove

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Some people would tell me that I would never love again. Some people tell me that I would never believe again. Some people tell me that I could not smile again and some people tell me that I could not put up hope again.

But it has changed when I met you; a blissful, exciting and lovely young woman who seeks nothing but a partner to devote to, for spending time with and most importantly, seeking for the one who will be your last.

Text and calls that waiting to die have been given a second life from the day I met you. Each morning on each day I would want to be the first one to wish you early in the morning and the last one to wish you at the very late of night.

Distance might be an issue but with me, distance choose to stay out between us. Time seems to ticking fast as it wants us to meet eye to eye and smiling to each other like how we met for the first time. Memories unfold on each occasion that I spend that one particular time just talking about ourselves and not about others.

There would be one day that both of us spending the entire time together; travelling to a place and discover new places and taking pictures together would be the highlight of our future; a future that will begin right after we utter these words, “I do”.

Tuesday, 7 May 2013

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Being In Wonderland

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There is a place for thoughts to wonder. There is a place for imagination to play around. There is a place for the mind to explore. There is a place for self to run from reality.

There you are creating your own story and the hands typing the keyboard piece by piece. From each letter form a word. There, a paragraph would evolve from lines of sentences. With a flick and twist of ideas and soul, something for everyone to read has been created.

Whether it is just a book or a chapter, creating an imagination that can be passes on from one person to another is something one could say is a miracle. A gift than is more than a talent to which only certain person being blessed with it.

Tuesday, 20 November 2012

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Just A Sip

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Morning routine starts again. After dressing up ready to face the day, you decide to use  Clinton Street as you want to get your regular cup of Joe. Along the journey, your mind starts to organizing the list of things-to-do and imprint it hard so none will lost in the crumbs of thoughts.

Arrived at the café while being greet by the aroma of Arabica coffee, you look at the display chiller and decide to have a Crème brûlée one the go but then you realized that it is not a good idea. So asked the waiter to send your Italian café mocha and the Crème brûlée to the empty small table fit enough for two outside.

There you are while taking out the unfinished book that you have been reading for the past two weeks, The Promises, and ignoring the eternal world as you are exploring the serene of every words, every dialogue, every plot and enjoying the storyline.

A cup of hot coffee with a pastry and a book; nothing would be perfect than this.

Thursday, 27 September 2012

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Phone Call

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Voice, is among one of the things that your sense will pick up when you were born and until now; despite numerous alternative method to communicate; listening to the voice of the person whom we love is the most serene one can indulge.

Either using a house line, a payphone or perhaps through a mobile phone, we never tire upon this way of connecting to the person. Just by listening to their voice, we feel secure and calm as text does not deliver this way.

There are listening and speaking; in which one party must choose only one. Hence, it train you to be a better listener towards others. You will never find this in text, WhatsApp nor BBM. Lastly, the most beautiful thing about a phone call, the assurance of self that the person actually spend their time for you and talking to each other is the proof that no other method could surpass it.

Saturday, 7 July 2012

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Nowadays Morning Lifestyle

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Lets us forget about waking-up-in-the-morning-feeling-like-P. Diddy because we are not living in Ke$ha’s song. By reality, we wake up in a messy look, rubbing our eyes and starts to look for your phone at the side of the bed. Thus, your finger start to roaming around the homescreen, tap the little bird symbol and reading the timeline; it is your official morning social newspaper.

No more going down to the front door nor go the nearest newsstand to grab a morning newspaper. Just as soon you finish poring a cup of coffee, either you sit down in the kitchen, in the living room,study table or leaning against the bed; you grab the tablet and your finger flicking through the Flipboard apps reading the latest news while sipping that fresh brew of hot coffee.

Saturday morning is the best morning of all because in that morning, you have no obligation to wake up as early as 6:00 a.m nor sleeping at 10:00 p.m the night before. Let it be when you stay up late and go to bed only when the sun rise because you was having all the time in world to browse and reblog Tumblr post all night long. The best part is, no one care.

Meet up plan is being done in Twitter and Facebook when you feel lazy to call anyone in the morning. No multiple calls nor text. Mentions and tags replaced the traditional multiple way communication. Easy and save up time for you again to browse apps; until you don’t feel the time has flew so fast that when you look out to the window; dark orange of dusk is approaching to roll the end of the day.

Sunday, 1 July 2012

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Late Night Conversation

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The mellow of the night put slaked directly beneath the warmth of our heart. Perhaps for some, this is when the enjoyment of the night life begin and for some, the moment to end theirs after going through a long day.

The best part is when the night amidst itself where all people let their hair and guards down. People start to be themselves and conversation happens. Here, they would talk about something and while on that, another layer of depth being added; thus, creating the astounding conversation. You could feel the sincerity and honesty swarming around the words without a single doubt towards each that been uttered.

Despite the amazing and quality conversation that you might get; there is an unwritten rule. Whatever that has been spoke is being kept in that moment and to yourself. It should never be mention anywhere else or to anyone to ensure the purity  and the essence of the tête-à-tête to be eternal.

Saturday, 23 June 2012

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A Beautiful Mess

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Life does not seem have to be smooth all the time. By right, you eventually stumble on the old cracked pavements causing an ugly cut to the knee. Here you are, looking around for a clean white bandage but the only thing available in your denim jeans back pocket are a packet of white tissue.

It does not meant to cover up a cut; it is meant to wipe away the tears from the fall. But there are no tears; as you only laugh when you noticed that there is a little bump on the pathway and you did not noticed it because you were busy texting your crush; telling yourself love is blind has just been justified.

You noticed there is a bleed running down from the cut; thus, you grab the tissue and a red spot has taken its place. As look at it and smiled,your mind whisper to you by saying, “A cut on the knee is less painful than a cut in heart which is pitiful”.

A warmth of specious got you up back to your feet and as you saunter, you put back the tissue at the back pocket waiting for another stumble in paradigm.

Tuesday, 19 June 2012

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To Rome With Love

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In late night, as I flipping through postcards that were sent by my friends over last summer; seeing their enjoyment travelling around the world; something inside spoke to me and said, “Lets go! Let us have an adventure of our own. Come on! While you are still in the silence of journey, lets us just wild through and go along with the flow. We have nothing to loose!’.

As quick and swift as fox, I threw the postcards to the table, ran to the bedroom, grabbed the backpack that are use for class and put my plain t-shirts, hot pants and innerwear in which the number of clothes that I packed does not resemble Marco Polo at all.

Since it is impromptu, I want to keep the plan to myself and due to that, I can’t call my friends to send me to the airport. Thus, a cab arrived ten minutes later and the sleepy driver drove to the airport in the middle of the night. After paid the fair and tip him with a Starbucks voucher; so he could get a hot roasted coffee since it is my fault on the first place called him on the first place; I went straight to the selling counter to find out only five counters still open and having Qantas Airways, British Airways, Air France, Emirates and Virgin Atlantic does not sound cheap.

Before I knew it, a copy of receipt together with my card is being handed to me while the sales person told me the earliest flight to Rome will commence within 40 minutes. As I pace to the boarding gate, my mind recall what had happened five minutes before. The vivid flashback starts to roll its film focusing upon me who stood in front of those counters. Suddenly, it occurred to me to grab the earliest flight list on the information board. I made a look and “Rome” captured my sight. Hence, I directly went to the Air France counter and asked whether a seat is still available on the craft.

“You’re lucky” says the sales person. “Yesterday,  we received a call from one of our passenger mentioning that he want to reschedule his flight to the next after and the former seat is still fully covered because he said that perhaps having two seats for two different days is feasible. He added that he would call if to tell us which flight he will take and just now, he called stating that he would took the second ticket that he purchased. So yes, we do have an available seat and it’s fully paid. Perhaps you want to add on for a meal for the flight since it will consume roughly around 3 hours to reach Rome, Italy.” and for reason for the credit card was swiping through the payment machine, I smiled.

After I landed at Leonardo da Vinci Airport, I got into a taxi and told the driver to send this precious carriage to a little in called Cialdini. I quite surprised myself as I only knew about the inn from a travel column that I read from Cosmopolitan magazine few months back. Just as I stepped in, I was welcome by Paolo, the owner of the inn; an old guy which I assume in his early 50s, having white butcher beard and he wearing a plain white t-shirt with brown pants together with a pair of red suspenders. He coincidently taking care of the counter when I arrived and welcome me in his thick Italian accent while his hands dance in the air when he talks.. Later, he gives me a key and personally carried my backpack as he shows the way to my room. While he took off his flat golf cap and fan himself; perhaps from the two floor journey; he opened the door.

It is a beautiful room indeed as the ray of the morning sun penetrate the T-shape windows all the way to the bed with there is a light brown writing table at the right side of the bed facing the wall. The room was simple but beautiful. I thanked Paolo and threw myself on the comfy bed and my stomach starting to growl begging for food. I remembered that I haven’t dress any meal since last night.

So I went out using the back door and my eyes instantly captivated upon what its behold. The alley is just about 20 foot width but both side of the alley are filled with stalls that sells fruits, clothes, kitchen utensils and many other things which I don’t usually see in my hometown. Buyers negotiating with the mongers, one child running with an apple in his hand, two old man sits on stools; talking, chattering. It is an amazing sight.

I strode along the alley and I noticed a small restaurant called Ragazzi Picolli which attract me to step in. I was welcome by Ella Fitzgerald song that fills throughout the room and I sit at one little table right at the corner when a girl I assume in her 16 give a menu in later which afterwards, standing still, waiting for me to give my order.

Since the menu are written in Italian, my mind starts to juggle itself and my lips uttered,  “Un spaghetti ala tomato pasta et parlez”. I think what I said to her was right because she just jolt it down and gave the paper to the kitchen counter. Fifteen minutes later, a plate of spaghetti with four large meatball on top and a glass of cold water are serve. I enjoyed the meal really much partly because it is purely Italian made.

After finished the meal, I continue my journey along the pavement alley as I smiled to every person that passed me by while whispering to myself, “Perhaps, Paris is known for love and Milan touched the base for passion. But, both love and passion does not beat the sincerity of two hearts; as written by Shakespeare; the story of Romeo and Juliet.”.

Let me share my love here before I return and see the wonder of Rome from the eye of Eve. By instinct, I can feel this journey would be magical.

To feel the love of Rome.

Friday, 15 June 2012

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The Girl That EatsThe girl that eats

Glancing over the menu, you just could not decide as all the food, confectionaries and drinks looks very intrigue indeed. Fish and chips, spaghetti, lasagna, Boston cheesecake, melting rich chocolate topping brownies alongside with white mocha latte, ice-blended tiramisu latte and a double shot of espresso.

Then, it strike; a lean body with Selena Gomez’s curve and a pinch of Megan Fox’s thunder ass illuminating your mind. A dream body that you have been craving and longing all this time. You have been hitting the gym, jogged and doing Pilates for months in order to obtain the hourglass shape. Hence, your finger flicked to another page of the menu with green leaves, finger-size-cut carrot being a model for that precise dull menu page; which ended ordering a bowl of Caesar and a glass of plain water.

Sometimes determination, goal and motivation could really screw you up because in the regime of your body is your temple, you are what you eat which ends up being a food crave, not a food lover or even a glimpse of taste.

There are girls out there who consume anything that they want, eat like a pig, owns a giant’s stomach but retain a Victoria’s Secret body figure. They are not afraid of what people might tell them nor the carbs. All they know is that the purpose of life is to enjoy every single taste that exist upon the kitchen counter.

Another part of these pixies, they do not even feel a little gullible sense of guilt putting anything and everything which taste nice, looks good and smells great because they believe enjoyment surpass everything. Life is good, food is great. Let it not go to waste.

Wednesday, 13 June 2012

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There is no powerful girl compare to a girl who drinks coffee and hot chocolate everyday. Attractiveness cease to exist whenever a cup of Joe is not being entertain. A girl could make it hot, cold or perfectly just right just by the way she sips it.

Why? 

Because she have the touch.

Wednesday, 29 February 2012

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Special Post: 29th February

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For something that can only come once every four years, 29th February in 2012  deserves a special place in our heart. As four years apart from the previous and the next 29th February, surely there are huge and impactful things happening to us.

From relationships, family, self, life, career etc. has does really change a quite a lot in terms of up self bringing whether it becomes better or worse. For some people who are experiencing quite tough year, remember that it is still beginning of the year and starting tomorrow, there would be another ten months to create a great changes towards and within self.

Certain people would leave 29th February with beautiful memories; especially if it is hug and kisses from someone you care the most. You would never want the time to go by as their soft lips touches yours; never let it go as the lips blissfully grasp tightly to one another; wishing not be parting away. Hugs that will be given today, will be remembered as one of the most valuable hug as it only come once every four years. You will hug tighter and tighter as two bodies will be so much closer than usual.

The most painful part of 29th February is telling the person that you care about that you need to go to somewhere for a long period and only within two months that you will return to give all the passion, love, kisses and hugs that was being accumulated throughout the time. It sounds nothing but saying in on a day that only come every four years, made it sound to them that you would come back when the next 29th February appear.

The painful of waiting that they have to bear will be more excruciating since two months of waiting will be a four-year-type of waiting. So, please do understand if they hold your hand tight, never would let you go because they will be afraid that they will lost you on the way. Assure that everything will be fine and those kisses and hugs will be returning to them in the end of April.

It will calm them down because just by a little bit of patience, just a little; happiness would wait for both of you.

Monday, 19 December 2011

Dear Cheesecake

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As we open our eyes, we saw each other laying side by side in a yellow field. You smile while grabbing my left finger and you insert a ring made by a rye straw. Our eyes met and in the deep stare, it portrays, “Let me, hold me, trust me, keep me, love me”.

I take your right hand, held it close to my chest. Do you feel it; every single beat of my heart? In which a reply to the beautiful stare, “Be with me, don’t let go, don’t let it shatter to pieces, keep it safe; as I love you too”.

I hope you’re stepping into my life for only one reason; to fulfill the dream that your heart attempt to do in the previous relationship and getting me who feels the same as you are; wondering in the world that we created by ourselves, getting to understand and telling each other to live our expectation.

Perhaps it may not last, perhaps a splinter will hurt us badly and perhaps, in a sudden, we will lost.

But take my words; as it cost every single of my breath to do so; I will let ‘us’ to happen, I am prepare for myself to be hurt, protect you from any harm; in the exchange of your and our happiness.

Every word I said is true; this, I promise you.

Tuesday, 3 August 2010

When your best friend fall for you

Today, it is a norm that a girl have a best friend who is a boy and vice versa. This is because the similarities in them doesn’t distinguish either you are a boy or even if you are a girl.

The term of a friend derived when you have a lot of things in common and you are comfortable with that particular person; leading to a fact that you can discuss and talk almost about everything.

For a girl, when you have a guy as your best friend, it is really coming in handy especially when you asking for their help to move heavy stuff from another place to another or even seeking an advice from guys point of view.

You have so much fun with him, sharing almost everything and doing activities together everyday until this one particular sentence comes out from his mouth, “I like you; a lot. I like you more than a friend” or even any words that utter out from his mouth which have the same meaning as earlier on.

Then, you will have this dilemma of;

1. Accepting him as for you too share the same feeling.

2. Try to say “No” due to you do not have any feeling towards him

For No. 1, there is no problem in that because there will be no one that will be hurt by your action; taking into account it is only involving both of you.

But as for No. 2, you will be in a deep shit of dilemma because you will have more than “losing a friend”; you will loose another person in your life.

Due to that, on how you want to tackle the problem in the very first place? That is why ladies, you need to read this post from till the end.

There are some few steps involved.

First, you must know the reason on why he have the feeling on you at the first place.

There are TWO reasons on why he have the “unacceptable-feeling-to-you”. Mainly, he doesn’t have any option or even you spend too much time with him or it could be combination of both.

I have a friend, Sandra. She have a guy friend who fall for her and he confessed his feelings for her hoping for Sandra gives the answer but Sandra told her that she need him as her friend; not the other way but that guy keep on holding to imaginary hope hoping one day she would accept him. Since they have been friends long time before they hook up, nether less to say that he already knew her family including her parents.

Either it is sending her to a place in the town or do the lawn, her boyfriend willingly to do it for her even she kept on refusing his help because it looks like she is using him and even though she already told him on false hope that he put on, he kept on saying that “the day would come”.

The guy have all of these values to be a girl’s boyfriend; good look, smart, multi-talent etc. but it just doesn’t feel right for Sandra.

Alas, she met Mike. He have all the values same as friend but the feelings for Mike is more than a friend and that is attraction. Only Mike have the affection trigger to her and that is the reason on why she dated Mike.

As for her guy friend, although he already his best to capture Sandra’s attention but it is already too late. One problem with Sandra is that she didn’t have the heart to tell him about Mike out of empathy. In the end of the day, she dated Mike but having a guy friend ;who is already almost loose the “friend” status in front of her eyes as she now doesn’t know who is he now; who are trying hard to impress her without knowing his hope already being shattered all over the place.

So, what is the problem? The problem is within Sandra’s guy friend who only see her as the only girl in his eyes without even bother to look to other girl saying try to be loyal. The more he tend to look Sandra as his option and only option, eventually his chances to seek different as options will be decrease.

Due to the fact that Sandra doesn’t have the feeling for him, thus it is okay for him to check out other girl given him made out the effort to do so. But sometimes people could be stubborn and perhaps he would try to do not having or pushing other girl away from his eyes and heart because he want to remain Sandra as the only one in his heart so that he would not “cheat” his feeling towards her.

What Sandra can do is helping him out from his world of his to the reality. On how he would do this is easy. Ask him out and at the same time make sure you have other female friends to be with you. It is much more helpful if the friends are talkative and friendly so that it could create a fraction of spark in his friend. By using subtle words, tell him that the friend of yours is very interesting person and try to ask him to accompany her if she wants to buy something from the near shop or to the ladies room that cause her being separated from the group. Use the excuse of “be a gentleman” to him to push him to accompany friend of yours. Since he have a feeling towards you, he will do as you say even he is quite hesitate.

From there he or she might open-up into a conversation and by the time both of them return, he have the tendency to talk to almost of the people in that one particular group.

How this could help? By doing so, you help him to open up his mind to options and definitely pushing you away from the “only option” status. Even it does looks small, but in the long run it will erode the feeling towards you.

Another method you could use is particularly a little bit cruel but it does works.

When you are with him; much more encourage if there is other friends around,; try to mention something about your dream guy quality. A very good example is, “I love guys with dimple. It makes me like *rolling eyes*”. Note that you use the term of “love” rather than using “like" for a fact that guys doesn’t feel enough threaten if the girl use the word “like”. According to time, if you continue to mentioned about that thing; maybe twice a day; he couldn’t bare with it and he will degrade himself from your dream-quality-guy.

As a bonus, if there’s any friend whom ask you a question about if you have feeling for that guy friend of yours, you make a big “X” using your hands. It is much more better if he himself is there because it is a very good subtle way to convey your actual rebel towards him.

As for the second reason, you spend too much time with him. Psychologically, when a guy spend more time with you more than other girls even if you are just one of his best; worst if you are his best friend; he would have an emotional attach towards you.

What is emotional attach?

An emotional attachment is simply where you build a bond with somebody or a friendship with somebody and as time passes you grow closer to that person emotionally (that person does not need to be growing closer to you in return; it just depends). When this closeness gets to a stage where you trust this person more than other people and you want to spend more time with this person, this implies that you are becoming emotionally attached. In my opinion, emotional attachment is more of an illustration as to how good a relationship with somebody is. Emotional attachment may be how much you care about someone, trust someone, etc, but most of us already know that. I think of the level of emotional attachment you have towards someone as being an indicator of the success of your relationship with that person (whether he/ she is a friend, partner, parent, work-mate, etc).

Hence, you need to have a less time with him; in other words try to create distance between both of you. By doing so, it could reduce the emotional attach of his towards you but it does takes time and it works. Maybe to do not make it quite obvious, try to just spend some time with him less than before and perhaps finally both of you just having lunch to spend your time but it is much more better if you could gather along some of your friends so that you would go for your lunch in a crowd; not to mention to do not make the action obvious.

So here it is ladies. All the steps that you need to know on how to prevent or kick away the feeling of your guy best friend romance feelings towards you.

Try it! You’ll love it.

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