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  • Love
    someone who cares, and shares
    both joys and sorrows
    both triumph and tragedy

    someone who knows, and wants to know
    what delights and enchants them
    what's on their partner's mind

    everybody strives for
    what any words or any poetry
    could ever capture

    the lucky who've already found it
    every so often take for granted
    what is made the envy of others
    Mon, 01 Oct 2007 22:30:00 +0000

  • A Man's Taste
    I went for a spontaneous appointment at the hairdresser's this afternoon. I wanted something new; something fresh and sassy.

    The hairdresser was extremely loquacious and wordy. She noticed I had colored my hair a few weeks before. After a few sentences of breaking the ice, she asked who had picked the color of my hair. I said that I picked it all by myself. She was baffled. And there was an awkward silence in the room.

    She added that if men wear colored hair that fits their complexion, it's usually their girlfriends who chose the color. How stereotyped.

    Are men unable to improve their looks on their own? I keep wondering if only gay men, fags, and all other kinds of non-heterosexuals are in the position to have good taste?

    Who is to say that average straight men can't have a feminine side to them which makes them aware of details that others simply don't notice or care about?
    Mon, 01 Oct 2007 15:49:00 +0000

  • like the statue of david
    Zac Effron



    Zac at some premiere.


    "Is everything still where it belongs?


    Checking again.

    Mon, 01 Oct 2007 15:37:00 +0000

  • Sex and the City - parody

    starring Bea Arthur


    Sat, 29 Sep 2007 23:21:00 +0000

  • tremendous feelings
    For three years I have been in love
    with one and the same woman
    who I would love to be my life partner

    With whom I want to share joys and sorrows
    triumph and tragedy

    Every day with her in my life
    I picture a blessing beyond my wildest dreams

    I love her more than any words and
    any vows and any poetry could ever capture


    This is how I feel right now; and how I've felt for a long time. Everybody tells me I should move on and leave the past behind me.

    What must I do in order to change?
    Sat, 29 Sep 2007 12:13:00 +0000

  • s a d
    There is no other word that better describes how I currently feel. I did not sleep last night. My thoughts concentrate on one single person: Rachelle.

    I have not heard from her. That's why.

    I re-read what I wrote to her. Never ever would I write the same again. Why did I choose the words I chose? What was I thinking!

    Empathy is the catchword here. I believe men are equipped with only a small fracture of what women have. (Maybe this is why we love them so much?!)

    I've repeatedly noticed that I sometimes don't manage to cope with other people's feelings very well, and every so often unintentionally hurt people. Even though it seems that I especially hurt people who I love so much!

    In order to compensate for what still has huge potential for development within me I have read books and articles about empathy. Psychological articles. Even articles and web sites that deal with insight and disorders related to psychiatry. 'Emotional Intelligence' by Daniel Goleman is currently on my nightstand. I hoped that reading all these findings provided by experts would help me develop this important ability.

    Know what, folks? It ain't no help.

    Showing other people my feelings and that I care about them a lot, is something I can only practice in real life. Neither the best book, the most recent article, the most helpful web site, or even the most affectionate pointers from friends work for me. I need to truly live it. And run the risk of making mistakes. Mistakes that I hopefully won't repeat.

    After two days of despair I start to have deep regrets again. If only I had done this and that; if only I had written it another way; if only I had revealed more about myself ...

    The list is endless.
    Thu, 27 Sep 2007 20:47:00 +0000

  • Truth
    Only one single word
    Reams of books about
    A thousand definitions
    A million meanings

    Five letters only
    Capable of changing all
    Change one's life
    Change one's reality

    The opposite
    Is often preferred
    For personal interest
    Not to hurt one

    Every so often, though
    Truth may cause less harm
    But bring clarity
    And stable fundamentals

    Not only in the vernacular
    Is honesty
    The best policy
    Wed, 26 Sep 2007 22:23:00 +0000

  • check this out.
    click on the image to see it full size

    Mon, 24 Sep 2007 23:16:00 +0000

  • No News, Good News No News, Bad News
    Several readers have asked me about Rachelle's first reaction to my question. I choose not to post her exact words on this blog. Nonetheless, here's a summary of her message:
    - she does not live in my neighborhood
    - she lived with her sister for a few weeks (who lives in my town)
    - she has just graduated with her bachelor's degree
    - she is currently doing an internship with a bank
    - she hopes I'm motivated for my classes :-)

    So far, so good. I intend not to interpret her message. After all, it is difficult for me to guess what she meant by the words she chose.

    I wish I had more empathy. I wish I knew whether she will eventually be impressed by the efforts I take, or will take.

    Taking a look at her actions; I would definitely consider myself the luckiest guy in the world already if, for instance, she wrote "I like you" on a coaster to me. Seriously.

    The question remains; how could I ever know? At what point should I ever stop courting her? If I did have an answer to this question, I would certainly take any effort necessary to win her heart. This is for sure.

    For now, my dear bloggers; I'm simply going to wait for another response.


    Sun, 23 Sep 2007 20:57:00 +0000

  • 115', 8.77956"
    or 35 meters, 27 centimeters, 5 millimeters.

    This the combined length of 421 cigarettes I would have smoked if I was still a smoker.

    I still have not experienced any withdrawals. Nor have I been tempted to light up when I was with smoking friends. Should I worry?!


    Sun, 23 Sep 2007 16:51:00 +0000

  • 80/20
    This evening I went to the movies with my sister, Zarah. It was good for her. To distract her attention from her ex boyfriend. As all of you know, he recently broke up with her. He did. For resons I can only speculate about.

    Zarah has been very sad since he broke the news. Probably as sad as she had never been because of a broken relationship. Understandably. Every now and then she talked about marrying him one day. With kids. And a lovely home.

    This afternoon they had a long conversation about their future. Or better, their separate futures. He repordetly added that he was not sure yet. Not sure whether he truly wanted to leave her.

    Zarah told me that he amounted the odds to be 80/20. Thus, the probability he would definitively leave her is 80%.

    His statement made me think about emotions again: Is it possible to express feelings as mathematical values or probabilities? If so, is it wise to do so?
    Sat, 22 Sep 2007 23:04:00 +0000

  • rod stewart


    'sailing'

    I am sailing, I am sailing, home again 'cross the sea
    I am sailing stormy waters, to be near you, to be free

    I am flying, I am flying, like a bird 'cross the sky
    I am flying, passing high clouds, to be near you, to be free

    can you hear me, can you hear me, through the dark night far away
    I am dying, forever crying, to be near you, who can say

    can you hear me, can you hear me, through the dark night far away
    I am dying, forever crying, to be near you, who can say

    we are sailing, we are sailing, home again, 'cross the sea
    we are sailing, stormy waters, to be near you, to be free

    oh Lord, to be near you, to be free
    oh my Lord, to be near you, to be free
    oh my Lord, to be near you, to be free
    oh Lord

    released on 06/09/1975
    4 weeks at #1 - 34 weeks on chart


    Sat, 22 Sep 2007 22:37:00 +0000

  • There You Go!
    Rachelle has sent me a response. And I replied to her note.

    I tried to be affectionate. Distant enough, at the same time. Show her that I am interested in what she does, what she likes, what bothers her. Yet at the same time it seemed important to me not to 'pester' her. I'm not sure if it was right what I did. Whether she will be put off.

    After I had sent my reply I got to think about courting.

    How much effort is a guy supposed to make? Where do you draw the line between courting and annoying a woman?

    Given that a woman is looking for her fairy tale prince, as one of the blog readers previously outlined; how can an actual human male ever fulfill her most romantic dreams?
    Thu, 20 Sep 2007 22:18:00 +0000

  • Guess what?

    What does a guy think when he walks past a woman that looks as beautiful, chic, and smart as the lady shown in the above picture?

    - nothing at all
    - what a bird
    - she looks nice; she must be stupid, though
    - this is the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on
    - enjoy the view while you can
    - why am I not wearing Gucci glasses today?
    - I'd pay for drinks
    - I'd pay for lunch
    - I'd pay anything
    - I'd kill for her
    - ?

    I can only speak for myself; my 'guy thoughts' usually go haywire in such a moment. That's all I know.

    What would be more interesting to know; what is such a woman looking for in a man?
    Character?
    Looks?
    Money?

    Thu, 20 Sep 2007 00:26:00 +0000

  • «Hmmm»
    is all I can say for now.

    To those of you who have followed my thread 'universeofwomen.' (Which, by the way, obtained its name from the fact that I often feel women must be from a different universe.)

    Yesterday evening, I did it. As many of the bloggers previously suggested to me, I sent a note to Rachelle. And I asked her.

    On re-reading it this morning, I feel it will not suffice. Not affectionate enough. Not distant enough. And still, for now I have to wait. Simply knowing that she will eventually read it stirs my emotions. She will read something that I wrote.

    Everybody dreams. My dream is to win her heart. If only I knew how to.

    I would like to show her.
    I would like to do everything.
    I would like to go on forever.
    I would like to know how.

    I would like to fly over her house in a helicopter, showering her home with roses.

    But for now, I would like to just receive a nice and delighted response.
    Wed, 19 Sep 2007 07:27:00 +0000

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