Thursday, July 14, 2005
Rollercoaster rides
Let's do some AS here:
>I am an emotional creature
>I am a girl
=>Girls are emotional creatures
Fallacious? Yeah maybe. But for now, I do believe this is true, with exceptional reference to yours truly, of course. For me, it's more of the extremes of emotions. This I think, stems from just about everything the fairer sex does.
You know the term 'emotional rollercoaster'? Not necessarily the carnage of being an emo wreck, but well, close enough. Girls go through this emotional rollercoaster in pretty much all that they undertake. Everything. But the truest of these extremes, ie the oscillations that truly reflect the way you feel about something or someone, are displayed only to certain people, and in certain situations.
Say for instance, your boyfriend planned an evening getaway with you- dinner at the Flutes, a walk through the Botanics, drinks at Que Pasa, and a little
touche on the way home. And you're
elated at the wonderful things that would transpire out of the mere thought of having him all to yourself. With this, comes eager
anticipation, and that puts you in a
happy mood instantly. Which might last the entire afternoon.
You hop and skip, and punctuate your sentences with
deliriously enthusiastic lalalas. Then he calls and tells you that one of his friends gave a surprise drop-by from the States, and he can't miss this chance to hang out with the dudes. He asks you if it's ok to postpone the evening's plans. Naturally, you'd feel
disappointed, above all things. Then as you start to think about the entire situation, you start feeling upset because you realize that all you've been looking forward to had been pushed aside cos of one phonecall.
And then you sit yourself down,
fuming as you begin to question why he's given you up for his friends. You feel like the epitome of
Doubting Thomas, having to feel the scars before believing in anything. Consequently you let
apathy creep in, by convincing yourself you are as significant as an ice-cream in Alaska in his eyes.
And then all it takes is one hug and a few whispered words, maybe a kiss or two - and you're
dandy. Once again. And then you swear you're the
luckiest girl alive. Once again.
Sometimes these extremes scare me. I could have a skip in my step one moment, and shoot daggers out of my eyes the next. Might be a matter of not being to control our emotions very well, since they shoot out like balls out of a loaded canon. These peaks and nadirs characterize the things we do and say, which we sometimes conveniently attribute to PMS. Haha to that! Our monthly surge of hormones might account for some regular irritation, but I for one, have never believed that girls can't control PMS eruptions. Myself included. Let's just say it's a credible explanation (excuse?) for aiming these emotional canonballs at other people. It's painful to be hit by these violent oscillations.
But one thing holds true. I believe that when girls display such extremes of emotions, they do it when the person on the receiving end of things means something to them. You wouldn't wail in front of the aunty who sweeps the lecture hall for you, or threaten to cut off ties with the meepok uncle just cos he won't give you extra chili free-of-charge right?
I don't mean to use this as a means to justify why I sometimes get so mad and am able to feel so hurt and disappointed by people who care about me.
Especially you. What I mean to say is that these emotional rollercoaster rides are almost a constant variable in any relationship, if a girl is in the question. And if you're pulled in for the ride, just scream along. There's no need to wonder if you're subjected to this because you don't mean a thing.
Rather, the contrary.
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at 1:44 am
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