'Till I can get my satisfaction
I am mostly a reasonable person. Sometimes. Maybe. Well... okay maybe not.
But there is something uncool about getting a call from someone sloshed late at night asking you to travel a long way to see them.
I wonder what they could possibly want!
Which isn't to say I'm against sex, as long as it's consensual and not exploitive or anything.
But when someone's been absent from your life for two weeks (a long time when you spent a lot of time together the months before that) then it's a little strange/aggrivating.
A friend of mine told me that I've been down due to lack of sexy times.
But try being a girl! Sex is the devil apparently.
The thing is, if everyone knows sex is awesome, why is it supposedly such a guilty pleasure? I mean honestly. What's the problem here? Why does it make a girl the scum of the earth if she has confidence and enjoys sex to see it out?
Bastards.
Trying to tell ME what to do.
I'm blonde now anyway, might as well live up to the stereotype, hey?
Bring out the short shorts and mini skirts!
Well, not really. It's too cold.
But for the unveiling of my hair today I am wearing a 5seeds top I got from O-week, so this has to count for something. Ahh, stereotyping is fun.
Even when it's against/for myself. I can enjoy categorising people. It's another guilty pleasure of mine. Looking at a random person walking past and deciding that due to that then they are obviously thinking this.
Eg. fat man in terrible clothing making a terrible joke BUT with a blonde hottie next to him.
Maybe he's rich. Maybe he's friendzoned hard.
Maybe they were childhood friends but she became hot and he didn't and then he turned out to have a billion dollar idea and became super rich and they happened to 'run into' each other (she planned this with consistant facebook stalking) and they caught up and she dug her claws into his life and got pregnant so that they would have to marry and she'd live a life of ease of his money, constantly rejecting their child and having multiple affairs whilst he wished he married the quiet brunette in his office that was polite and sweet even before he made it.
Or maybe it's his sister.
I like my story better though!
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