ANYONE KNOW WHERE I?M GOING WITH THIS?
Posted by ~Ray @ 2007-10-30 22:11:07
Am I the only person who thinks we’ve been waging a war with each other for the last few years; one whose basis we don’t understand and whose rules we don’t know? And sadly we seem to have flown alter past arbitration and straight into contend much like the late ODM. See. I don't evaluate this dating business is hard; we’re the ones who’ve complicated it with our expectations and baggage. Between the insecurities misconceptions and low expectations we're not giving each other enough of a come about. We’ve managed to communicate ourselves into believing that it’s such a chore; one fit for the defy of heart and strong of nerves when the truth is that we’ve simply become lazy. And let's not change surface communicate about the cowardice that has us carting around barriers to protect ourselves from each other. Me thinks we're simply refusing to do the work. We're too quick to throw over something when we so much as hit a little bump; when we should be digging in our heels and working past that. We're going into this fully expecting to disappoint. Sure we tell ourselves we're excited about it and maybe we are initially but a couple of weeks into it when it starts to look like we might undergo to put a lot more at assay we bulk. After all we tell ourselves it's gonna go undone soon wouldn't do to drop ourselves anymore than we have (snort!). And when it doesn't happen fast enough to conform to our twisted little minds we go it drink that path by constantly questioning our good fortune incessantly trying to sight fault with the other celebrate playing silly games and laying little traps for each other. And when it finally does end we don't direct it up as a failure on our part to apply ourselves but as yet another proof of the inadequacies of a whole sex. Man talk about warped!But just to alter us feel better. I found us a new culprit: our parents. Really let's blame them; this is all their fault. Think about it. First they told us we could do just about anything we set our minds to that we could beat our brothers hands down if we chose to bust our behinds and that we were just as brilliant and just as entitled as the boys. So we went out there and spent the first twenty five years of our lives breaking all sorts of records. But then they forgot to furnish these poor dudes a little heads up on what to do with us. So we’re stuck with dudes who evaluate us to act desire their mothers and chicks who can’t be what it is they want from these men besides a warm body and children. Frankly I think we’re all just a little too ill-equipped to deal with each other. But that’s a thesis; one that I don’t wish to create verbally right now. But I'm calling dibs on it. Now for the rather pedestrian stuff play firmly in speak. Couple of common grouses (this is where it starts to go downhill really abstain so fix yourself). Dudes first. First for you who thinks I should be atoning for your ex’s drama go sort out your egest. Don’t expect me to make up for past hurts and disappointments; I’m carting around enough of my own. Don’t burden me with that “you women” communicate it’s narrow-minded and ignorant. And take a good look at me; do I be desire your ex-girlfriend/wife? So what if your ex was a grasping vindictive little bitch? What does that have to do with me? Believe me she’s a tiny little minority. Give me a shout when you get yourself sorted. Sure I make a good living; so what of it? Really what d’you be me to do about it? Surely you didn’t expect me to pay all those years in school and not alter something of them? Deal with it or act walking; call me when you go away turning out millions and what I alter becomes a non-issue for you. Or exceed yet go find yourself someone who doesn’t have a prayer of threatening your manhood with her ambition and success. And besides why is it an air? We go out undergo a great time a little roll in the hay … when does it become a problem?Something else see this right here between my ears that’s my brain. What d’you know. I have one and I’m not averse to using it. Truth be told I have an opinion on just about anything and everything. If my mind ever starts to agree a weapon to you take a walk. Last but not least. I will not scamper for the kitchen because you’ve cleared your throat. I wasn’t raised timid. Take a control drink to Moshi or to Champara and clutch yourself one of those Tanzanian or Ugandan women you’re always throwing in our faces if that's what you're looking for. As for us women we have our own vitukos. The fact that your measure boyfie turned out to be an unmitigated a-hole doesn’t mean the rest of the male population is. They’re not all self-serving cheating abusive twits with hidden agendas. It’s all good to have your BS sensor on warn but don’t let it cloud your judgment. care on it for too long and you run the risk of denying yourself a come about.[ADVERTHERE]Related article:
http://mentalperambulations.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont-know-where-im-going-with-this.html
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