To clarify from the title (yes it was a semi-intentional suck-you-in) I am not in the least bit confused about sex. Just how the hell a man-woman relationship comes to exist and then stays afloat...
Today I think, for the sake of honesty, I will make a quick pit stop (hopefully my answer will extend beyond it) through one of the most cliche responses to this question. Afterall women confuse men and men (through women often seem less inclined to admit it - preferring instead to just blame the man's stupidity) confuse women. However I am going to extend this to... men AND WOMEN confuse the hell out of me. What part of life confuses me the most? Relationships.
AH! I know I'm sure I've stumbled into yet another cliche with that one. Actually... I may not have. Considering how many people I know with boyfriends/girlfriends - I generally don't count husbands/wifes because they interact with one another a little bit differently - it is possible that I am the only person on the planet who didn't get the 'How to Date' starters kit.
I am going to come right out and admit to not being the most social bunny going. Personally a few hours sitting on my bed watching a movie or reading a book (I live a single room so everything is done while sitting on my bed or at my desk) is preferable to a night out on the town. That doesn't mean I don't appreciate company or even mind taking my movie watching to town every once in a while.
Anyhow, so the dating thing. I am confused by a very large number of aspects of the whole social construct. Some relating to how I manage to have a guy I like like me - and I seem to have a penchant for the silent types. To use words out of the mouth of one of the guys I've liked, it was a while ago so it might be accidentally paraphrased 'I don't really like anything, I don't relax, I don't stress out, I don't really feel much of anything.' Now doesn't he just sound like a bundle of fun?
Others include why it is that morons have boyfriends. Yes, clearly it is because BOTH sides of the relationship have very low expectations of what they were looking for. Even still. Some of the most frustrating women I have ever met seem to acquire boyfriends with such ease. I really need to extend moron to include absolute bitches - you know the ones that have more male friends than girlfriends because they have a use and abuse personality. I assume being easy helps them but still.
I could go further with that one but it basically leads into my next confused issue. The serial dater. This is perhaps more understandable outside my living environment - though still not a lot. The girl that will date one guy for three months then dump him for his next door neighbour. I clearly don't understand enough about these matters to understand how a person could 'date' multiple people in our workplace. You know the name, rank, service, degree stream and personality of just about everybody. How can you date every single one of your guy friends - certain s words do come to mind, generally prefixed by the word dirty.
I'll sway away from mentally recounting all the sluts (opps did I just use that word) i know and move onto a different aspect. How does one start dating. This is clearly an area I am not alone in being unsure about - afterall there are endless dating sites in existence not to mention ploys like blind dates and speed dating. Nevertheless an answer is yet to come to me. Accepting an offer sounds like the best bet - hell thats one I've done before - but the trouble is in getting the offer.
My prior experience in any of this. I am going to admit to going on a single very awkward almost date not long before I started year 12 - we simply became good long distance msn buddies after that one. Since then I have had a few male friends, and a few male friends I had horrendous crushes on (I hate the word but when you are pathetically liking people who show very little interest [in that way] in you what other word is there) and one very bad response to (after liking him for 3 years) admitting to one of my closest friends I liked him - we never really spoke again.
Ok now I've bitched, moaned and groaned with all the finesse of a hormone induced high school girl. Which I am not nor have been for many years just to remind anybody who read this thinking 'ewww desperate school girl'. I am not a school girl nor particularly desperate. Merely tired of people ^ see above mention of s word ^ saying stupid things like 'You are so lucky to be independent and self-assured without a man.' I just like to think that yes I really am more attractive to somebody out there than a sex-addicted, money-wasting, sickeningly girly-girl with the personality of a toad.
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