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No more assholes, and how did we meet them…
Last night I got no sleep after talking to someone, a female friend, who showed me how quick a guy would start sending her ‘personal pornography’ and hoping it would seduce her into meeting him. Up until that point they’d exchanged maybe 5 messages each, to settle a bet (between me and her) she replied to one of his messages with mild innuendo. The next response contained a little video he’d made of himself. The whole exchange took about ten minutes.
She showed me his profile on the website, it wasn’t a dating site, and you could quite clearly see he was married, even some of the honeymoon and holiday photos, with his wife in them. He was just an ordinary looking Average bloke. From the waist down too. I’m a bloke, but for some reason that shocked me, that a guy could potentially throw his whole married life away because he was horny.
Beyond pathetic.
Anyway, that kept me awake at night, kind of gnawed away at some other things I couldn’t quite understand, which are more wholesome, but equally hard to get.
We’ve all, most of us anyway, been dumped by someone we love. Some of us may have been in a relationship where we both saw things fizzle to a flat civilised calm where both could mutually agree was over. I’ve known that once. But as bad as being dumped is, being overlooked seems to feel so much worse. Overlooked is the best term I could come up with at the moment for something that’s much deeper than a bad date, but I’ll get to that later.
So I guess the motivation behind this blog is why we don’t get what we need, why we sometimes get, in the form of a relationship, something no one needs or wants. I might get to understand women a little better, and I’ll be as brutally honest about men as I can. Where I know of research that explains how men, and sometimes women, are the way they are, I’ll chat about that too, maybe it’ll help avoid another idiot.
I’ve met a lot of women that are so suspicious of new admirers after being on the receiving end of some convincing charming liars, that they’re emotionally abused, and genuine men don’t really know what to do to not get lumped in with the assholes. We (men) all know a few liars and bastards, be it at work, the pub, we’ve seen how they get women, and seen how often they do it.
The title for the blog, well The Notebook is a film I refused to watch for years, I’d just assumed it was a dire chick flick. Eventually I did see it and I think it was something like the first line of dialogue that hooked me, and made me think this was something I could relate to. As it turned out it was the only romantic film that I feel is written from a male perspective that I recognise as similar to my own…
Noah: I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who’s ever lived: I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.
That’s how I’ve always wanted to feel, and I wanted to meet my Allie. And for a while I did. And I don’t know what happened to it……
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No more assholes, and how did we meet them…
Last night I got no sleep after talking to someone, a female friend, who showed me how quick a guy would start sending her ‘personal pornography’ and hoping it would seduce her into meeting him. Up until that point they’d exchanged maybe 5 messages each, to settle a bet (between me and her) she replied to one of his messages with mild innuendo. The next response contained a little video he’d made of himself. The whole exchange took about ten minutes.
She showed me his profile on the website, it wasn’t a dating site, and you could quite clearly see he was married, even some of the honeymoon and holiday photos, with his wife in them. He was just an ordinary looking Average bloke. From the waist down too. I’m a bloke, but for some reason that shocked me, that a guy could potentially throw his whole married life away because he was horny.
Beyond pathetic.
Anyway, that kept me awake at night, kind of gnawed away at some other things I couldn’t quite understand, which are more wholesome, but equally hard to get.
We’ve all, most of us anyway, been dumped by someone we love. Some of us may have been in a relationship where we both saw things fizzle to a flat civilised calm where both could mutually agree was over. I’ve known that once. But as bad as being dumped is, being overlooked seems to feel so much worse. Overlooked is the best term I could come up with at the moment for something that’s much deeper than a bad date, but I’ll get to that later.
So I guess the motivation behind this blog is why we don’t get what we need, why we sometimes get, in the form of a relationship, something no one needs or wants. I might get to understand women a little better, and I’ll be as brutally honest about men as I can. Where I know of research that explains how men, and sometimes women, are the way they are, I’ll chat about that too, maybe it’ll help avoid another idiot.
I’ve met a lot of women that are so suspicious of new admirers after being on the receiving end of some convincing charming liars, that they’re emotionally abused, and genuine men don’t really know what to do to not get lumped in with the assholes. We (men) all know a few liars and bastards, be it at work, the pub, we’ve seen how they get women, and seen how often they do it.
The title for the blog, well The Notebook is a film I refused to watch for years, I’d just assumed it was a dire chick flick. Eventually I did see it and I think it was something like the first line of dialogue that hooked me, and made me think this was something I could relate to. As it turned out it was the only romantic film that I feel is written from a male perspective that I recognise as similar to my own…
Noah: I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who’s ever lived: I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.
That’s how I’ve always wanted to feel, and I wanted to meet my Allie. And for a while I did. And I don’t know what happened to it……