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1. Proximity

maintain at least 12 inches radii from a male organism not under the category of family. close male friends must only be greeted by a very brief handshake (approximately for about 2 seconds) or preferrably a short-range wave.

2. Ergonomics

ANNEX A: SITTING one should always sit with both legs intact. half an inch of space is forgiveable but must be rectified upon indirect notice of warden, commonly known as "the boyfriend". indirect notice should come in the form of a nudge, an eyebrow lift or a disapproving frown.

ANNEX B: WALKING one should always walk in accordance with one’s attire. also maintain a certain distance behind "warden" in case of surveillance when in public view.

ANNEX C: TALKING should avoid cussing and cursing. must choose words wisely and if one must use a blunt word, it is necessary to add the word "joke" or a smiley indicating that it is a harmless expression.

3. Telecommunication

one must always reply with utmost urgency and precision.

erase suspicious male names on inboxes in case of surprise celfone inspection.

erase replies on sent items to suspicious male names on celfone in case of surprise celfone inspection.

send warning to suspicious male texter whenever under suspected surprise celfone inspection to not make any contact until warden is out of proximity.

entertaining calls from any suspicious male may be kept under only one minute. more than a minute may cause interference wih very important "warden" call or txt which one may not be able to reply to immediately.

4. Permission

permission for other various activity without warden may only be granted when information passed regarding the people involved in these activities is approved. pleading one’s case after disapproval has been made is disrespectful and shall result to further punishment aside from not being able to go to said activity.  

5. Under Oath

one must not be caught even in one small white lie. the punishment is brutal. 

i know that you grow quiet when something’s bothering you. i know that there’s a crease on the sides of your eyes when you laugh. i know that i only reach up to your neck and that you have to lean down to kiss me. i know that our bodies doesnt seem to coordinate well together, we’re both amusingly awkward that way. i know that your forehead wrinkles when you’re in deep thought, and that your lips twitch when you’re trying to remember something. i know that your left hand is rougher that your right. i know that you think your goatee makes you look older…most of all i know that just the sight of you makes me breathless for i see the beauty of the person that you are. and i know that somehow, even if this thing between us don’t work, i will always love you and remember what we had.

why cant we seem to get by one whole week without fighting…without arguing…without hurting…? why is there always something you want to change in me? i never said i was perfect. in fact, before we got into this relationship, i told you how imperfect i was. im impatient, temperamental, jealous, bratty and oftentimes too carefree and independent-devil-may-care…yet you said you loved me…and so here we are. now, i feel like im under a microscope, under your observing eyes. always feeling so concious about how i move, how i act…how i sit and talk. because i know that one single move could make you disapprove. it’s not that i dont like it when you tell me off…in fact i like it when you do that because i feel that you care. but it just puts me down when you make it so hard for me. i keep on apologizing and yet…i dont know…sometimes i dont feel like im being myself anymore. ive become too careful, too kept…to0…boring…i dont know how or why you fell in love with me in the first place. anyways…i cant be somebody else.

im no angel, im far, far from being one. i have very few good points you would hardly need the fingers on both hands to count them off. i understand i have to change. but some things you cant just leave behind. can’t you just accept that theyr’e a part of me already? do i have to be somebody else just so you could love me the way i want you to?

im no angel, im far, far from being one. i have very few good points you would hardly need the fingers on both hands to count them off. i understand i have to change. but some things you cant just leave behind. can’t you just accept that theyr’e a part of me already? do i have to be somebody else just so you could love me the way i want you to?

people say that you’re no good for me…people say it constantly. i hear it said so much, i hear it in my sleep. maybe i am just a fool for you…maybe you’re no angel too. but all that talk is cheap when i am here with you…if love is blind, i’ll find my way with you…’coz i could see myself and im in love with you. if love is blind, i’ll find my way with you…