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There has got to be something wrong with the way people communicate these days. Regardless of how technology has played an enormous part in it, people are still having misunderstanding over something so small like, say, a text-message.

I cannot imagine what it was like for our grandparents, but I am sure that they probably didn’t have as much confusion as us the X generation would. Everything would be so much simpler back then, and people were probably a lot more patient than they are today (since their means of communication was somewhat limited), e.g. Waiting for letters require days and nights where as we expect our boyfriend to return our text message in five minutes top.

I recall a friend who tells me a story about her foolishness over unreplied text messages; she was having the fit about her final exam results, so she text-messages her boyfriend for some emotional support, but he doesn’t reply and she’s thinking that the boyfriend is ignoring her in purpose. So she text-messages him a couple more, basically accusing him of ignoring her and being a selfish, uncaring boyfriend. However, because her severe accusation caused no response whatsoever, she finally decides to make a call to his mobile, which results for the call being rejected over and over, and thus renders her feeling one hundred and ten percent damn sure that something is definitely up.

What happens is that about an hour later, the boyfriend rings her back and apologetically tells her that previously he was in a very important meeting, which explains the whole rejecting-the-calls business, and proceeds by asking her ‘What’s up?’ – and not even a single tone that shows he is pissed off.

However, we all know that we have been in the same situation and although we cannot disagree that she was acting like a complete berk about the whole phone-call thing, we can’t deny that we know exactly how she feels.

We are also familiar with the classic ‘waiting for his phone call’ case that most girls go through every now and then. You’ve been through a few dates and you decide that you like him – a lot. But you don’t know whether he feels the same, so the only thing you can do is wait over the phone, regretting your friends’ earlier invitation to go out and have pizza and obey their command to ‘stuff that prick who doesn’t call’.

What is so wrong about us taking the initiative to call them, not the other way around?

Because we are afraid than men will be put off by our aggressiveness. Because we don’t want to be seen desperate. We want to keep our cool, being seen as the aloof, unavailable ice queen. Because deep inside, we all want to be wanted.

Why can’t it just be as easy as us saying, “Listen, I like you and I think we could really have some fun together so hows about it?”

Why can’t people just be upfront about what they want, instead of going round in circles making others feel so confused?

I remember the bizarre story I read somewhere about Valentine’s Day in Japan – apparently, on that day, girls can give chocolates to the guys they like and they wait until March 14th because that is the White Day and it’s the day for giving response. I forgot exactly how it goes, but if the girl gets a handkerchief then it means she’s being rejected, where as a candy means he just wants to be friends. Or something like that.

Now, I don’t know about you, but one month of agonizing can leave me feeling almost suicidal. I mean, that’s probably why there are so many people committing suicides over there.

For God’s sake, even if you have been upfront and the guy thinks you are too aggressive, I say, move on and find someone else who can appreciate a gutsy woman because there are plenty of fish in the sea – and baby, he’s so not worth it.

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