"O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!"
The Hermit cross'd his brow.
"Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say—
What manner of man art thou?"

Forthwith this frame of mine was wrench'd
With a woful agony,
Which forced me to begin my tale;
And then it left me free.

Saturday, May 22, 2004

eleven things i don't get about boys slash guys and do not expect to understand any time soon...

one, why are they playing hard to get? do i have a big biblical sign on my forehead that says "stay away from me"? two, they're never around when we need them, yet they're ever present when unwanted or uninvited. and... yeah! what's up with that? three, how come they never call? and once they do, there's almost always a perfectly good explanation for doing so (booty call). four, does the word "hygiene" mean anything to them? 'nuff said... five, they do stuff that i would deem gross and unimaginable in the men's bathroom. such as, they hold conferences, fights, kill time, and even... eat their snacks there! eeeyyuwh! at least that's what the guys back in my high school used to do. six, what is it with fist fights? is there no other civilized way to deal with problems anymore? and yes, it has been their age old custom for the better part of at least a thousand years, but how about evolving? seven, is it too much to ask to spread some more of that sensitivity on our relationship jelly? how insensitive, and sometimes, even downright rude can you get? (i chose to put that on number seven because seven is the most powerful number, and a guy's insensitivity has just as powerful an effect). eight, i don't know what you've been told, but, not every woman you encounter wants you, or for that matter, wants to get it on with you. could your ego be any bigger? or is it just compensating for something else? nine, when you say you are, technically, "in a relationship right now", please expound. because, apparently, what more of a relationship are you lookin' for if you already friggin' have one?! and while you're at it, please define, "casually dating" as well. ten, a promise is called a promise because it is a promise, and promises are kept, not broken. if you do not intend to keep your promise, then don't call it that. just say it's a, uh, "tentative proposition". okay? eleven... why can't we ALL just get along? go figure! are men really from mars? either that, or all non-men would be G.D. idiots! please, just say what you mean and mean what you say. otherwise, all relationships just end up in a big screaming mess. and we don't want any of that now, do we?

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