10 Steps to Becoming a Sensitive New Age Guy
Author: Raiha_EvelynWhat is a SNAG?
Well, first things first, to us girls, a SNAG is defnitely anything but a sissified version of the male species. Instead, we view a SNAG as a guy who, while maintaining his boyishness, still stays in touch with his sensitive side and is not ashamed to show it. He believes in equality of the sexes, treats us girls nicely and shows us the respect we deserve. Not to forget, most girls will swoon at a SNAG because it shows the guy's sensitive side. How do you go about beocming one? Here are 10 steps to SNAGdom from the girls' point of view!
1. Never view girls as a guy's inferior
Chuck away the Neanderthal idea that girls are put on earth to cook and wash for the guys and recognise that we girls have equal standing with you guys. In other words, we want to be shown the same respect you would show other guys. Never belittle our ambitions and aspirations, never put us down to make yourself feel more superior and never ever draw a clear dividing line between girls' work, and guys' work. Yes, this means not making a girl clean yur mud-clogged soccer boots while you sprawl out on the couch and vegetate.
2. Act like a gentleman
All right, we know that a lot of you guys are terrible apprehensive about doing things like pulling a girl's chair out for her, because you fear being labelled an MCP. But really, most girls do still appreciate being treated like a lady now and then. Of course, we don't expect you guys to triple somersault just to reach the door before us so that you can hold it open. But we would appreciate it if you could lend a hand when you see us struggling with a whole lot of shopping bags, or volunteer to get us our food when you see us looking terribly worn-out from a overnight session of exam cramming. Keep the spirit of chivalry alive!
3. Get in touch with your feelings
The guy who openly expresses his feelings and emotions are no longer viewed as the sissy. Rather, he is seen as the SNAG who is not afraid of admitting he is capable of emotions. So the next time you feel sniffly watching sad movie scenes like Death Maul killing Qui-Gon Jinn, don't restrain those tears because you have every right to cry. Likewise, if you feel an overwhelming urge to tell a girl you love her, go ahead and let her know. Don't worry about looking foolish! Nothing endears us girls more to guys thean SNAGs who are willing to open up their tough steely exterior, to reveal to us their soft core of emotional vulnerability.
4. Stop using the words like 'Is it PMS again'?
Nothing riles us faster than having guys think that any perceived mood swings are brought on by PMS, because that basically signals a lack of effort on a guy's part to try to understand us. After all, just like you guys, we girls also encounter stuff that will put us in a lousy mood; a flunked history quiz, a quarrel with a best friend, a pet that died. To be a SNAG, therefore, do not be quick to blame anything on PMS.
5. Learn to listen to us when we talk!
Especially so if we are trying to communicate to you our thoughts and feelings. One of our main grouses about talking to non-SNAGs is that they simply don't listen, so we would love to have SNAGs behave differently from those others. Therefore, do pay some attention to what we have to say. You might become an even better SNAG in the process because you will gain an insight into how our minds work. And we girls do so love someone who truly cares to listen and takes the bother to understand us.
6. Not treating 'sorry' like a dirty word
When a SNAg realises he is in the wrong, he will not avoid making an apology. Even if he doesn't like the feeling of admitting his mistakes, he knows this is the right thing to do and he bravely does it. This shows a guy who values the friendship of the people around him and he will do anything within reasonable limits to maintain it.
7. Give us prority in your life
Of course we are not demanding that you put aside everything in your life and worship the ground we walk on. But let's say you have to make a choice between going alone to a birthday bash where your girl is not invited, and not going to the birthday bash but staying at home with her. A girl would want to be assured that you would rank staying at home with her more important than going to the bash without her. After all, we girls really admire SNAGs who put spending quality time with the girl over having fun without the girl.
8. Respect our ideas and opinions
Even if you hold different opinions from us and may not necessarily agree with our views, we really appreciate it when you givve us a chance to air our opinions and let you know what we are thinking. A SNAG is someone who realises that what a girl has to say is as important as what he himself has to say. And so he gives her an equal chance to speak, listens really attentively to her and does not impulsively jump in to rebut her views.
9. Keep your promises to us
It could be something as simple as calling when you said you would. Or it could be something as big as making a personal sacrifice on your part, like missing the Man U vs. Liverpool live telecast just because you promised the girl to turn up at her family reunion. We girls love it when you honour what is important to us by keeping your promises to us.
10. Finally, love us for what we are
A SNAG will not go out for superficial appearances. So do accept us, bad hair day, bad face day and all, and don't shun us like the plague just because we have been attacked by a bad case of the zits. And don't even think of making stupid jokes about beached whales when you see our mini-T looking a tad too snug. In our moments of insecurity, when we turn to you for confort, tell us that we look beautiful to you anyway, and do patiently repeat it as many times as it takes to convince us.
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I miss hospital life, to some extent. There were two comments/questions that everyone kept throwing at me. “You are 16 right, so your o levels how?”, and “Stay in hospital for so long, you can write a little diary/blog already.” Dots… Typical remarks.
On my part, I asked the nurses a lot of questions too, and the most common question that constantly hung at the tip of my tongue was “Can I have the urinal?” followed by a sheepish smile. Lying supine and urinating in that small bottle was a really interesting experience and like what the nurses and doctors said, I went through a lot of other stuff that would make a nice little story, however, I dunno where to start, so I shall fast forward all the way to October 21, Wednesday, where I am currently enjoying, or trying to, my second day out of hospital.
I was so bored I decided to take a walk around the neighbourhood… I must emphasise it was a very very very slow walk and a necessary part of my physiotherapy (just in case ppl start coercing me to go back to school).. Apparently your mood/state of mind is commensurate with the pace at which you walk. As I enjoyed my slow leisurely walk, I was particularly sensitive towards the slow heartbeat of my neighbourhood. Felt a strong wave of nostalgia for my childhood wash over me.
Actually, my original intention was to get out of house, buy a waffle and get back home following the exact same route I took to go to the shop. Then I saw some old man started flirting with the shopkeeper. Under normal circumstances I probably would have dismissed the scene with a tinge of distaste… The shopkeeper’s humongous, and the old man seems a bit like a perv… halfway through flirting with the shopkeeper he actually stared at two young Indian girls (about ten years old), complimenting them for having nice big eyes and looking exactly the same IN CHINESE. The Indian girls stared back in silence, probably thinking that guy was some weirdo creep.
Other than staring down the Indian girls, the guy also flirted with the shopkeeper in a very interesting way—by talking about the different types of vegetables.
我从早上四点做工到现在。。。
哦，可怜你了。。
一直在切菜，你知道吗，菜有很多种啊，小白菜，青菜(?)，。。。。（I forgot the rest）”
哈哈， 我只知道boiled vegetable!
真的啊！下一次，我帮你买这些菜，让你试试看。
不用啦，要花这么多钱。。。
没关系，我一次买，买一大篮的！保证下次会回来送你们菜。。。
That was a small extract, I didn’t really stay the shop long enough to here the rest, but it set me thinking about the difference between “high flying” city executives and “commoners” (sorry direct translation from lao bai xing). If some hotshot used vegetables to introduce himself to a girl you would probably think he’s a vegetable himself… HDB neighbourhoods are like the countryside of Singapore, peaceful, laid back and more homely. Just watched Sweet Home Alabama last night, so I decided to be a Reese Witherspoon and walk around the neighbourhood reminiscing…
I wonder what others do during their childhoods. For me, I explored the boundaries of my neighbourhood with my bicycle, played basketball and soccer with neighbourhood friends. Nearly every landscape in my neighbourhood enshrines a memorable moment that’s close to my heart.
The fire hydrant outside Alvin’s house, just before bartley mrt station which marked one edge of my boundaries. I used to cycle along the long winding pedestrian paths till I reached those fire extinguishers, upon which my fiery enthusiasm was abruptly extinguished, because that was the outer limit of the world which my parents allowed me to roam.
There was also this steep slope connecting the elevated basketball to the pedestrian path below. I used to stand up and pedal down the slope (for maximum speed), feel the familiar jot of exhilaration as my bike rolled over a small curb, and let my momentum carry me all the way to the end of the pavement, at which I would stop, and gather myself, for an even greater challenge. I would stare at the steep, rugged and narrow strip of grassy slope bounded by stairs on one side, and a large lonkang on the other side, and lose myself in my usual train of thoughts…If I lose my balance, I will fall into the dirty longkang and break my neck…better not ride down the slope…but if I don’t try this slope, I’m going to be so bored…I’m not such a loser, I’m good enough, probably the best biker in town, never really fell off a bike before…anyway why think about stopping, the faster I pedal the easier it will be to clear the slope…
The first time I pedalled down the slope, my heart was pounding, my brain was in a jumbled mess of incoherent thoughts, I didn’t really know whether I would fall down, but I didn’t really care, all I was certain off was the compulsion that gripped me so tightly it seemed I was on a one way street. Needless to say, it was a success, otherwise I wouldn’t be here writing… And like a drug, I kept doing it afterwards…
There’s also the Mama shop, where forking out 20 cents to buy a cheezio snack seemed like the biggest luxury of my life because I didn’t have pocket money at that time, we used a “cashcard” to buy stuff in school…
And a whole lot of other memories. Don’t have the time to write about them, got other exciting stuff in the present to do… and I realised my writing has deproved a lot.. I cant write properly now.. I hope to get a bike this holidays and go around my neighbourhood snapping pictures, so I can wrap up my childhood life nicely before moving on to JC… Anyway I cant do sports, I cant go overseas, I’m really… limited… now.
One day I shall write about hospital.
Bye.
Oh and drink fish essence instead of chickens essence…
Medical Benfit
Thai traditional medicine used the snakehead mullet as drug sine ancient. Quality of ancient medicine was remarked that
• Fresh meat has sweet taste and can match wit all elements.
• Exposed meat has sweet and lards taste, nourish, against exhaust, fever and gasp etc.
• Gall has bitter taste, cure inflamed eye and scar.
• Exposed tail has cool and stench taste, cure the internal heat.
• Scale is insipid and stench, make pressure whegive birth.