Ok...so after taking a tally on the last blog (including some conversational commentary from a few people who I brought up the idea with) I'd have to say the results are inconclusive.
Men and Women are inconclusive.
Yeah...I don't think that sentence is quite grammatical or I used the word wrong there or something....I was technically going for dramatic effect, but I probably blew it on that one. Must make a note to brush up my writing skills. Apparently Writing 140 didn't do much for me...
Anyway, some things I think we can all agree on: we all play way too many games. Men have an uber rejection-complex, and they can't tell what we mean or what we are thinking or why we...(fill in the blank with basically any verb you like). And women can't figure out why we are so difficult to figure out. I mean, I think we are pretty easy to understand. Well I take that back, I think I am pretty easy to understand...yeah...who am I kidding...? I don't even understand me...so I really shouldn't expect a guy to. I kind of go back and forth on this topic. Some days I feel like I am blantantly obvious on how I feel and such, and other days I do weird stuff like cry for no reason. This probably contributes even more to male confusion. So how about this for a thesis statement--some days women are easy to understand. You just have to catch us on the right day. And if fates all align just perfectly, you might happen to ask out just the right girl at just the right time and wind up happily ever after. Encouraging? Maybe not...but at least we can all come to the happy (or irritating and obnoxious) conclusion that they won't ever get us and we won't ever get them. Now this fact, once conceded, allows us all to open up lines of communication. Though sometimes I wish I was ballsy enough to post somewhere exactly how I feel about each of the guys I know, I like to pretend my coyness has something to do with that whole "it's the guys' job to pursue" mentality. But I would also like to think that if anyone ever asked me strait up how I felt about them, or how I felt about anything really, I'd be honest about it. After all the drama I've been through in life, I've finally come to a place where I feel like I can pretty much be open about how I feel. (knock on wood) So I guess my advice on the whole guy/girl thing is, if you don't get it--ask. If you feel like asking is too scary, make one of your friends ask a friend of her friend's cousin. Sure you'll feel like you're back in Junior High, but if you want to know that badly, there are always ways to find things out.
And with that, I am going to conclude my rant on boys...for tonight and for a good while hence. I think the over-analyzing is starting to contribute to the problem. I'm going on another fast from talking about boys. I did this several weeks ago and it was really effective in reminding me to chill out, take things a day at a time, and rest in knowing that what happens happens. So for the next indeterminate amount of time, I'm not going to talk about boys or relationships (with regard to myself...I still want to know the dirt on everyone else...hey, I'm nosy...). Someone hold me to this...please?
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