How to get rid of any woman

There I was, talking to this woman, and she got mad that I was doing my own thing and not what she expected.

She got totally overt and told me:
"You are a weird guy. I thought you would try to prove me that you're worth it"

After laughing histerically, I got totally out of my usual behavior. I do not like to talk that much, especially with women, but this time I lost it completely:

"You mean I have to prove myself to you? That just ain't gonna happen. I think I am totally awesome, and if you're not able to see it, I feel very, very sorry for you."


She was SHOCKED. She tried to contact me after that, but as she realized that I was dead serious and totally imune to women's games, she thankfully vanished.

meanwhile...

I once ordered "The Manipulated Man" by Esther Vilar from the amazon.com and I never received it.

Recently I've found out that brazilian authorities are able to open any foreign package, to check if the stuff is really what it says to be... government loves taxes, especially brazilian gov't. ([RANT ON] side note: I REALLY REALLY REALLY want to get out of this country! [RANT OFF])

Then I realized that:

1) Some guy stole the book -- wheeee another MRA! I did not pay for it anyway, as I did not receive... and I saved another soul. If that's jackpot I'm sure I have my slot on heaven :)

2) They did not want me to receive it... -- now that is not so good as the last one :(

...and suddenly somehting weird happens.

Something really interesting is happening these days.

The more I get involved into my life, the more I pursue the things I want and accomplish my own goals, the more women try to get with me.

For some strange reason, I do NOT want to get with any of them. It's really weird, as I have a really high sex drive. Still, I do not go for them. I always compare what I'm getting from my goals in terms of happiness and accomplishment to versus the joy, but also the potential mess a woman can make on my life (especially now that I've got the ball rolling) and I get OUT without guilt.


And as I am dodging them, they want me even more!

Damn you nature!

Orwell rules

Today my family invited me for a barbecue at my grandparents' house. Of course I went there. I am a lover of meat! Also, I am old school. I am young but I value family, I like to celebrate with them (despite the usual trouble). There I was, eating some fine meat from Argentina, enjoying the pleasures of food, thinking how awesome my life is now that I've put it on track again after so much time.

My cousin was there too. The guy is a little bit older than I am, six months. Still, while I am single and thinking about my own stuff and celebrating how good my life is with a lot of DAMN TASTY meat, there he was. With his two sons (twins), and his wife, who is ten years OLDER than him. He is trapped: if he leaves, she gets the house and the twins. If she decides she doesn't want him anymore, same thing happens. BTW, the house is his. His father gave it to him when his GF (now wife) got "accidentally pregnant".

I'll never forget when he called me to tell he would be a father: "Man, the pills failed". I almost fell off the chair... He thought the pills FAILED!

Back to the barbecue... after some absolutely healthy amounts of cholesterol, I was celebrating my amazing life as usual... it never ends in fact. It was time for some strong brazilian coffee along with some chocolates. Damn I love that combo! My grandparents and my uncle (father of my cousin) were on the table, talking about the twins. They're 2 y.o... they run around like mad and break things.

I, thinking how good it is to be single and without children (especially being young as I am!), whispered THANK you GOD for not trapping me on something like this. They heard it. Quick as they can they started to say how I ought to change my mind, as I will have children someday.

"Will I?" -- I asked.
"Of course you will, everyone does it." -- My uncle said.
"How come you will NOT? Won't you get married?" -- My grandmother asked.
"I don't...think...so." -- I whispered again, and changed the subject.

Let's recap: the guy is young, has two children, and is trapped for the rest of his life. He couldn't go anywhere without telling his wife, who is ten years older than him and did not have ZILCH before this "marriage" (for example, a house of her own?!).

The pills fail (can't stop laughing on this one!), the guy gets trapped, two kids running around messing stuff, a father who would rather be anywhere but in his own home (and that's another LONG story) and a mother who was deadbeat on the "trap-a-sucker" lottery and was lucky enough to win. Does anyone in his right mind WANTS this, ESPECIALLY at my age?

After all that, there are my parents, saying that I ought to marry and have children some day.

"To see what's in front of one's nose needs a constant struggle." (George Orwell)

Bitter sweet

The most weird sensation I've ever felt was when I realized, after being brainwashed for so long, that, despite wanting to make a woman happy, I could never do so without being extremely untrustful of her. As both actions are not meant to be together, I had this bitter taste in my head that maybe I would have to be a bachelor for life.

In fact, I bought a dream. I created a fantasy. In my past world, women were nice. I could trust them. And I surely would have some great moments around them.

Nevermind the harsh reality hit my head like a brick and suddenly I had to really look to myself. Really -- I was a dork. I was not what I could ever possibly be. Scared little bitch.

With change (which is still in progress), came the realization that, although people put up a front of niceness, they still do whatever they want, especially women. They do not have nothing to do with anything they say. To them, it was just words. And the thing that hurt me in the past is now making me free. Painfully free in the beginning.

Now I can see the trees from the forest. Melancholic as it is, it's always better to live reality. And when I realized how things really are and analyzed my past self, I see how duped, how coward I really was. How could I let a woman walk all over me. How could I beg her to be with me. How could I supplicate to someone who would never appreciate me, just because I am supplicating.

Being a man is about being self-sufficient. And the more I live up to this simple sentence, the happier I get. Also, more and more women get interested into me, but I know how they are only thinking about their best interests. I know why I am not going ever to commit for life, as marriage vows are long gone, and how most people are only around you when it suits them.

Bitter at first, liberty at last.