It is evident that once a couple has been dating/going-out/bonking for an extended time period, a relationship of some sort blossoms. Once the couple is official the extent to which expressing ones' LOVE or AFFECTION can never be enough (that is if both parties are willing to take on the responsibilities) and often it will be the male who will "be the prince charming and slay a thousand dragons for his princess".
A physical closeness that a couple shares is no match to what a couple really feels when they truly have strong affections for the other. And being close to your partner is really never too close! She drapes her arm in and around the firmed biscep, like a python strangling the living crap outta its victim! As she slitthers off into the distance, always keeping a watchful eye over her territory and ready to strike at any given time. The sacrifices one makes and the energy consumed in order to keep everything smooth-sailing.
Okay i've slightly gone off track but don't worry i'm getting to my point. When a couple begins their courtship or indulge themselves in an obscene amount of sexual activities, a bond of some sort is formed and out comes those cute nicknames, examples are 'Baby Munchkins', 'Poopsie Woopsie' or 'Honey Bear'. As i mentioned, THEY are just examples and totally made up. Basically pet names that could easily be mistaken for a new member of the Care Bear family!
So last night, i switched channel and there was a documentary on Warren MacDonald on Discovery Channel. An amazing story of how he survived being trapped under a one tonne boulder for two days while climbing Queensland's Hinchcliffe Island. Two days later was rescued but soon found out that he would have to have both his legs amputated. Anyway, i remembered when i was in Melbourne (2001) my ex worked at the The Mill (an indoor rock-climbing gym). That is where i remembered meeting Warren.
Anyway, so i excitedly texted my ex (who happens to be living in KL and staying in the apartment across from my present place. He also happens to be someone whom i haven't had contact with for the past few months for various reasons). I asked whether that was the same Warren and it was. So several optimistic SMSes were exchanged saying how amazing of a person he is.
But that's not the end of it, his last message reads;
"I'm goin t bed now buppy. Nite n sleep tight"
As i read the message again, it has just occurred to me, my ex whom i was in a relationship for eight years and who broke up with me because of another woman, had just called me a pet name, that OBVIOUSLY was never mine to have!
I was quick to reply with;
"Buppy? mate i think u confused me wit ur lover. good nite."
I sat there almost gob smacked, unsure whether it was a spelling error and perhaps the automatic spelling function on his phone had fucked up momentarily. Maybe he intended to say something else and fucked up. That was until i received a following message that said...
"Sorry didnt mean t offend u. Nite Chris"
I couldn't help but feel hurt and to be honest felt fucking stupid and insulted! For a few minutes i sat there crying... and kept thinking, my ex called me his girlfriends' nick name!!! We had a nicknames for one another and to this day still holds a special meaning that only makes sense to both him and i. But being called a nickname that is foreign to me was like being in bed with a guy and him calling you another womans' name.
A physical closeness that a couple shares is no match to what a couple really feels when they truly have strong affections for the other. And being close to your partner is really never too close! She drapes her arm in and around the firmed biscep, like a python strangling the living crap outta its victim! As she slitthers off into the distance, always keeping a watchful eye over her territory and ready to strike at any given time. The sacrifices one makes and the energy consumed in order to keep everything smooth-sailing.
Okay i've slightly gone off track but don't worry i'm getting to my point. When a couple begins their courtship or indulge themselves in an obscene amount of sexual activities, a bond of some sort is formed and out comes those cute nicknames, examples are 'Baby Munchkins', 'Poopsie Woopsie' or 'Honey Bear'. As i mentioned, THEY are just examples and totally made up. Basically pet names that could easily be mistaken for a new member of the Care Bear family!
So last night, i switched channel and there was a documentary on Warren MacDonald on Discovery Channel. An amazing story of how he survived being trapped under a one tonne boulder for two days while climbing Queensland's Hinchcliffe Island. Two days later was rescued but soon found out that he would have to have both his legs amputated. Anyway, i remembered when i was in Melbourne (2001) my ex worked at the The Mill (an indoor rock-climbing gym). That is where i remembered meeting Warren.
Anyway, so i excitedly texted my ex (who happens to be living in KL and staying in the apartment across from my present place. He also happens to be someone whom i haven't had contact with for the past few months for various reasons). I asked whether that was the same Warren and it was. So several optimistic SMSes were exchanged saying how amazing of a person he is.
But that's not the end of it, his last message reads;
"I'm goin t bed now buppy. Nite n sleep tight"
As i read the message again, it has just occurred to me, my ex whom i was in a relationship for eight years and who broke up with me because of another woman, had just called me a pet name, that OBVIOUSLY was never mine to have!
I was quick to reply with;
"Buppy? mate i think u confused me wit ur lover. good nite."
I sat there almost gob smacked, unsure whether it was a spelling error and perhaps the automatic spelling function on his phone had fucked up momentarily. Maybe he intended to say something else and fucked up. That was until i received a following message that said...
"Sorry didnt mean t offend u. Nite Chris"
I couldn't help but feel hurt and to be honest felt fucking stupid and insulted! For a few minutes i sat there crying... and kept thinking, my ex called me his girlfriends' nick name!!! We had a nicknames for one another and to this day still holds a special meaning that only makes sense to both him and i. But being called a nickname that is foreign to me was like being in bed with a guy and him calling you another womans' name.
Made me think, OH GREAT... thanks sooOOooo FUCKING much!!!
2 comments:
he's thinking with the wrong head.
confirmed :oP
oooooooooOoooooooer... =p
But yea, that's the next thought i had. Oh well, at least it shows that he was thinking of someone other than himself for once?
I mean hey, who could blame him, she's PERFECT FOR HIM, why wouldn't he be thinking of her 24/7? WELL DONE TO HER for changing him. Hell if 8 years with him did jack shit, KUDOS TO HER!
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