Sunday, January 25, 2004

Her boyfriend, she don't know

Men really are pigs, huh? Yes, so what if I am talking about my own gender? Bleh... I was bored and browsing people's blogs on xanga (very cool service, btw, I like it's feature set; makes you wonder why my blog's here instead) and come across this girl's blog from down in the states. You know that cell phone virus thingamajig that's been going around (though I've personally never experienced it)? She thought she was getting calls from it every now and then, but it was in fact this girl who was wondering who her boyfriend kept talking with on his cell phone. So said boyfriend was essentially on the verge of cheating on his girlfriend, Ms. Blogger is all freaked out and sorry (didn't know, so sorry, blahblah), and the girlfriend simply says, "(crying by now) 'you really didn't know? well then, that's okay....because it happens a lot....'"
So why do I keep running across examples of guys being jerks and cheating on their girlfriends? But even MORE curious, why do all these girls (except a noted few) want to STAY with their boyfriends? It's clear the guy doesn't care and yet... This is what I hate about people saying romantic things to each other. So many times, they don't mean it. They're not willing to do what it takes to carry through with the obligations that exist as a consequence of their statements. I mean, of course, both sides have to be willing, but courtship isn't for chasing a target and then hanging the girl on your trophy mantle as a prize. When you start courting, you have to be willing to commit. I guess in my mind, the magic words ILU can't be said until you're absolutely sure you really want to commit (in this girl's case, it seems like the guy was never able to make himself go that far, good for him in that regard at least). Dang. Reminds me of a song by American Hi-Fi too much.

Flavor of the Weak
by American Hi-Fi

She paints her nails, and she don't know
He's got her best friend on the phone
She'll wash her hair, his dirty clothes
Are all he gives to her
And he's got posters on the wall
Of all the girls he wish she was
And he means everything to her
Her boyfriend, he don't know
Anything, about her
He's too stoned, Nintendo
I wish that i could make her see
She's just the flavor of the weak
It's friday night, and she's all alone
He's a million miles away
She's dressed to kill but the TV's on
He's connected to the sound
And he's got pictures on the wall
Of all the girls he's loved before
And she knows all his favorite songs
Her boyfriend, he don't know
Anything, about her
He's too stoned, Nintendo
I wish that i could make her see
She's just the flavor of the weak
Her boyfriend, he don't know
Anything, about her
He's too stoned
He's too stoned
He's too stoned
He's too stoned
Her boyfriend, he don't know
Anything about her, he's
Too stoned
Nintendo
I wish that I could make her see
She's just the flavor of the weak
Yeah, she's just the flavor of the weak
She makes me weak

Do you understand the last line? Kudos if you do.

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